“Ok.” She said, as if that settled the matter. But it took a couple of weeks before we were back in our comfort zone with each other. Our relation...hip was different than before; she was still my teacher, but I had to please her, serve her in return. She teased me, letting her kimono fall half open, or asking me how I liked her new crimson corset. I could look, but not touch until she said so. It was all good fun, part of the rich experience she was sharing with me.How was it that I wanted her. “I’ve got my price” would shoot to the top of the bestseller lists.It would be the subject of debate for hundreds of talk shows across the country.The people would be divided on the subject, but again I believe it’s all bullshit. If the offer were real, almost everyone would take it.It wouldn’t mean you were gay. It would just mean that you let a gay guy fuck you.Would you do it?Just think of what you could do if you had Bill Gates type money. Are you fucking k**ding me?You wouldn’t suffer for. Angie slipped off the bed and made her way to the side of it, and started massaging Joy’s shoulder, even as I continued my probing of my wife’s pussy.Suddenly, things connected, and Joy looked up from the folds of her arms at Angie and then over her shoulder at myself. The look on Joy’s face was priceless as she realized what was transpiring.“You bastards!” Joy declared. “This is not fair!”I cut her off mid-sentence.“Babe,” I said, “Let's simply enjoy ourselves.”“Oh my God!” Joy replied,. She is so patientwith me, and I love her very much. Meredith is one of the few that knowabout my breast feeding of big boys.And now the diary:2018February 23.Dear diary! This is the first day of the big change, and I have my mindset on carrying it through. I have bought two books for my boys which Iintended to read for them. In any case, they don't have the time to readthem alone. And because of their four-year age difference, they needdifferent books. I started with announcing to Jack that I.