"My wife will like you," he said. "I've talked to Mr. Thomas aboutusing you two days a week. Tuesday and Thursday mornings. That way, youcan still wor... here later in the day. Does that sound okay?" Yes, sir," I said, nothing thinking it was okay at all.He moved closer to me. "We'll get along just great, Vee," he said. "Mywife understands my needs. Just think of me as Thomas Jefferson."I shuddered. I was a target again.* *Mrs. Thomas told me I was serving at one of her dinner parties onSaturday. Our initial chat interaction had expanded into further lengthy chats, followed by numerous e-mail exchanges. We seemed to hit it off on-line and swapped stories, lifestyles, pictures and praise for the content on each others Profile Page on the site, We had many common interests and each loved the substance of the vids, pics and stories posted by the other, both personal and those of others. From his pictures and videos, Chris’s cock seemed delightful with a solid, meaty shaft and a cut, clean,. That made it possible for the two of them to return to bed after breakfast. Good coffee and mediocre donuts were on the menu at cafe Peter Sims.After breakfast Helen was on the menu. They stayed in the warm, but cramped bed until 2pm. "Get your sorry ass out of bed and lets go to that restaurant I saw in the next block," Helen demanded."Okay, but we should leave a note in case we get lost in the blizzard," Peter said."It's a snowstorm, but it isn't a blizzard," Helen corrected. "Just get your. They will bill you for all of the charges," Cassie said in a matter of fact way.What the hell? I know this is a dream now, might as well go with it Joe. Pam and Jill are as plain as most kids. Cassie is one of those that get it all without trying and forget fighting it if she is trying. If this isn't a dream, then it is sure a good delusion."Fine," I told her as I took the offered water bottle.Carefully I got her to pull herself open a bit even more and then worked the mouth of the water bottle.