”“Dad spent the night with Aunty Penny and Aunty Ally. They’ll bring him home in an hour or so. That’s why Sam is here. We did a swap.”Sam l...oked up from the book. “I’m a hostage to guarantee they take care of Uncle Peter properly. If they don’t bring him back in one piece you get to lock me in the dungeon and keep me forever.”I looked at Sam thoughtfully. “Hmm. Actually, I was under the impression they were keeping Dad as a hostage to guarantee that we took care of you properly.”He grinned at. A faint noise at her door caused her to spring from the bed away from the sound; landing on the balls of her feet with daggers in both hands, at the ready position. Her legs were spread, knees slightly bent, and torso leaning forward; perfectly balanced and ready to uncoil like a striking serpent."Well done Shoc-Gie," Rac-Nur announced in praise as he entered the room. "You have demonstrated your training well."Anastasia relaxed but only slightly as she continued to watch him warily. When he. I was experimenting with a non-electric coffee maker. It took a few tries and false starts, but I finally got the hang of it.Now I had coffee all of the time. I offered some to anyone who wanted to try it. Most said it was too bitter. When I added cream and/or sugar, they found it agreeable. They were fascinated with the sugar I had brought back. Most items here, were sweetened with honey. Sugar was totally unknown, here.They had an item, that while it substituted for sugar in many ways, I felt. She was very happy with my actions. Moments later, she rolled off my face and fell asleep. She left me with a face covered with smeared fuck slop, and the taste of the same, that she and some stud made in her pussy.I have to say that my vivacious wife and I have to attribute the success of our 12-year marriage to the same policy the US Military has applied to gays.The philosophy in our marriage is rather simple. I don't ask her about many of her activities and she doesn't tell me everything.