As they continued down the passageway marked by the green arrows, it had made several turns before it began to slope more steeply downward. Still, the...slope was not very steep, but they had started to wonder how far down they had come. It wasn’t long before they came to a junction. One passageway turned approximately ninety degrees to their right and appeared to angle subtly downward. The other turned ninety degrees to the left and seemed to angle upward.“Now what?” Whitworth said after he had. Then out of nowhere I hear the front door, and a male voice as someone enters. “I’m home honey.” I can only guess it's her husband. I stop fucking Irene, and she looks at me. “Don’t stop now. I was going to cum again,” she said with such disappointment on her face. I can’t help myself and pull my cock out of her pussy. I then begin looking for my pants as he walks in. “Hi honey, I see we have a visitor,” he says, in a very calm and collected voice. “Yes love, and you’ve scared him.. She looked even more tired than I felt. I glanced to the west, towards Az.Unease rippled through my stomach. I didn’t want to return to Az. I had so many happy memories of our parents, of poor Katriana. Did they tear down the burned ruins of our house? Had something new been built there in the last year? Had they erased any trace that the Falk family once lived in the scholarly city?How much would it hurt seeing all those places that once brought me joy before Prince Meinard perverted them with. Belize is an English-speaking country (one of the reasons we'd decided on it), so it was a simple matter to locate a decent shop and buy what I needed. I even managed to find a good hat store, and picked up one or two for starters. The trunk loaded with my haul, I headed back home, whistling, looking forward to stocking the kitchen -- and to a nice ham and cheese sandwich, and a cold beer.By the time I had stocked the fridge and pantry, and filled my belly, it was early afternoon, but I was.