Her m*m and my wife getting back from town. Hurrying I jumped off the bed and grabbed my clothes and ran into the tanning bedroom threw them in a pile...and set the timer for 2 minutes. By the time my wife came up the stairs her sister was pretending to sleep and she ascertained that I was in the tanning bed by the stream of clothes leading in the door.She walked in waited and as soon as the light turned off she pulled up the lid said "Suprise! I'm back! Baby! Did you miss me?" She said pushing. He'd have to walk into town.The suspicion that he was being followed began with vague noises in the darkness behind him. He would see no one, yet the feeling persisted.Climbing a steep street, he was suddenly boxed in by two men. One was heavy, squat, powerful. He reminded Alex of the doorman at the Casa de Los Angeles. His companion was short and skinny, dressed in a loud check suit. He was the dangerous one.It was almost over so fast, Alex nearly missed the whole scene. The heavy-set man. .. So much has happened in the last year. It's been a whirlwind of activity and change. But the most important fact is that Melanie and I are drifting apart.We still love each other, there have been no fights, but our affection for each other seems to have evolved into more of a friendship kind of love. And I'm the cause of it.Brooding... Professor Hanson once asked me what I wanted out of life. I had no idea at the time what a profound question that was. I loved my role of being Melanie's. He had to reposition himself so that he could lick her slit from behind and he also extended his arms forward to play with her dangling tits at the same time. Now she remained still and began to breath heavy, this was followed by OMG, O Fuck and a number of other swear words and blasphemies.When she came she forced her bum hard against his face and he kept on licking and sucking until she fell in a heap face first on the bed.“You fucking bastard,” she said, when she managed to raise herself.