With e-mail and the web we can do our work almost anywhere, so here we are."I'd never met a writer before and was curious. "What kind of writing do yo... do, articles, books, inflammatory political pamphlets?"Bob chuckled. "We both write books, but under pen names. I think our noms de plume are better known than our real names and we like it like that." That sounded like a hint not to spill the beans, and when he mentioned what the names were I could see why. Under his pen-name, Bob had written a. Marsha could hold back no longer. "Oh, t-that's it! Yeah! Oh, d-do me! Uh Huh, Uh Huh! OOOhhhhhhhh! Dot!" "Sweetie, your pussy is so wet and juicy. Mmmmmmmmmm! I could eat you all day. You taste so good!" Dot didn't stop licking and sucking. Marsha could hear and feel the slurping sound Dot made on her pussy as her second orgasm was just about to explode. "Oh gawd, Dot! I'm cumming again.....uuuuhhhhmmmmmm! Um! Um! Ummmmm!" After kissing and cuddling as they recovered, Dot told Marsha to get up. Who are you? Coughing, I ask, Why are you doing this to me? His voice is cold,You are forgiven for you mistake this time but only because you didnt know. Next time, you will ask to speak. Tears come to my eyes from the total lack of control,Can I speak? Yes. Who are you and why are you doing this to me? You dont need to know who I am and you know full well why you are being punished. I have no idea what he is talking about, but I dont want to make him angry, Can I speak again? Yes, but from. No! That was too far-fetched to consider. Roland and Theresa? But how? Could Theresa have gone after him for revenge? But she was older than Roland, and pregnant, for God's sake!At that thought, an icy chill grabbed at Lee's heart. She did not have to feign illness to beg off for the evening and leave. One of the biggest holes in her marriage to Roland had been their disagreement over children. He had gone along with her refusal to have any, but she had always known how badly he wanted a.