Charles and his family, the Taylor's, and Connie had packed their bags and they had moved about a week after that conversation. It was all Connie's do...ng. With a call here and a command there, she had been able to find them a new home that not only met Charles' specifications but also exceeded it by a lot. It was a massive estate and it was theirs.On top of that Charles learned that he was going to be a father ... twice. They had barely moved in and settled when the wheel of fate turned,. .she gazed into my eyes as I lay close and our lips met-a feeling of electricity shot through me as i felt her tongue probing into my mouth, my own responding likewise, and our lust growing. She was moaning as my hand began to massage her large, heavy breasts more firmly now, our french kissing more passionate as i squeezed and teased both her breasts in turn, milk leaking and squirting occasionally, making her gasp each time. She slid her hand into the waistband of my boxers, gripping my. Chance yelling at her, thinking that the reason Will had showed up had been to see her. Running through the streets.“No,” she muttered to herself. She refocused, thinking of the things that always got her in the right headspace. The contortionists in the circus when she was just coming of age, their long, lythe forms bending impossibly. Watching the dancers at Mary’s. Jack’s beckoning lips. Jack. “Damnit,” she swore.The door opened suddenly. Bella pulled a blanket over herself, startled. “The. On his lunch-break Mike found a 3/8" thick piece of ash wood, cut it on the bandsaw drilled 18 medium holes in it, chamfered the edges and the holes so there were no sharp edges than sanded it smooth, he had made a paddle 3" wide 9" long with a narrower handle at one end he put it in a bag to take to Lyn's.Mike got home lyn was slightly "happy" after 2 glasses of wine, Mike gave her the bag and sat down, helped himself to a drink, Lyn opened the bag, remarked how nice the paddle looked stroked.