Though I must admit to taking advantage of it. The flat has never looked so clean and tidy.”“That must be a first!”“And the sex is very good i...deed.”Allison thought back to the chrome plated cage that had been locked around Gordon’s genitals during their session earlier. “So, you do let his thing out of its cage sometimes?”Cerys giggled. “Hardly ever! Believe me, the longer it’s kept locked up the more enthusiastic he gets with his tongue. He’s really getting quite proficient. No, I only let. " Why don't we go down, spend some time with him?" my wife suggested. "It might be kind of nice to have some company around for a couple of days."(About now - I'm not liking the sound of that!)"Well, I went down and met him... tried to talk to him. Never did figure out what language he was speaking. Besides, he was a first class low talker."Okay... , Buddy," I finally said out of exasperation. "We're just going to call you Mr. Whiskers. That okay with you?"He looked up. Made an unintelligible. In-between Rania’s travelogue, I asked how her day at work was, how things were going with her family, and whether or not they’d gotten suspicious about her spending these three nights away from home, especially during the weekdays.Her mom was suspicious, asking if she’d met a “boy”. This wasn’t a new suspicion; her mom had asked the same question every other month prior to Hassan. Rania told her the same thing she always told her: that her mom would only meet him if things ever got serious,. Nothing I could conjure in my mind sounded right. The window was getting so small it seemed as if I could never squeeze through, certainly not with the cumbersome load of hurt pride oozing off me.Lily, however, had little patience for my silent brooding and frigidly cold shoulder. After the dinner, as I got into my car to contemplate driving toward the nearest ravine, or simply returning south, she forced a collision of our own by getting into the passenger seat. She wasn't about to give.