I clung to what few things that had given him joy and meaning in his life, besides me: his incredible tropical fish collection and his greenhouse fill...d with exotic orchids. I also made it a point to continue to attend the various charity galas and benefits that he had supported. From the outside looking in, I suppose my life seemed rich and full. My neighbors were friendly enough, but I couldn't really say they were my friends. In fact, even the high society women I dressed like and were. " But what can we do about it?"Greg was about to reply when they heard a noise in the bathroom. The boys held their breath, straining to hear. It was after 9 in the evening, the girls' turn to use the bathroom. Over the last few months they'd gotten used to the noises each one made: Cindy, the smallest, always made the toilet squeak when she crawled on top, and usually knocked over the toothpaste tube at least once. Jan, the middle girl, was really quiet; even when she peed, you could hardly. That never failed to get me hard. She was so trusting. She had no idea that a small audience was slowly converging on our little inlet of the bay. I glanced out and counted 5 boats with both men and women in them. Then I licked my honey's ass and then her cunt. I lubed them well with natural lube, spit. I crammed my cock in her eager pussy and she squealed like she always does. I could tell she wanted it bad, hard and deep. She got her wish. I fucked like I really meant it because I wanted to. Those close enough to hear the conversation looked from Debbie to the Rabbi wondering what their cryptic comments meant. Had the Rabbi just predicted his own death? Most stared at the Rabbi recognizing his importance. A few stared at Debbie wondering about her importance. Seeing the attention they had, Debbie said, "Let's go in the conference room where we can talk." Wise idea, my friend," he answered. There were things that he had to tell her that were best kept private between them.The.