Peter Sleeping with Magda was almost better than being awake with her and for a moment I considered waking her up to compare. But no, it was more impo...tant to feel her sleep, hold her dreams which grew slowly, soap-bubbles of sleepy colors and soft sounds. She whispered my name in her sleep and I almost had a heart attack because I was so proud. It would have been a good way to die, too. I couldn’t sleep so I just lay there, trying to record this moment of happiness so I could comfort myself by. We went out to eat and tried a couple of local bars before heading back to the hotel for a final drink before heading upstairs. I bought a couple of drinks and went to the table where Mrs O was sat, noticing that we were the only customers. I pointed this out to Mrs O and we decided to start the proceedings right there and then so i put my hand on her thigh and inched the hem of her skirt up until i could touch her pussy through her panties. She parted her thighs to give me better access and i. I noticed that she spent more and more time exclusively with me. As often as possible she would sleep with in my bed. She wanted to make love more when David wasn't there. There were presents, always little presents and treats, until I became quite blasé, not so say worried. I, who had wealth enough of my own, had been in a velvet-lined box for several months, but the cosier it became, the more a part of me rebelled, became discontented, wanted something else, something elemental, darker .... The kid, I think he was a freshman, looked nervous and was shifting from foot to foot. I stopped and watched. Neither of them noticed me, though I was only ten feet away.The kid dipped into his pocket and pulled out a folded bill, it looked like a twenty but I wasn't sure. Kenny grabbed it, unfolded it, and smiled. 'Extortion, ' was my first thought, but then Kenny reached into the locker and pulled out a baggy. Something green and leafy. Probably oregano. Kenny was running an herb store for.