"Is Fiona all right?" I'm fine, you damn nosy bitch," snarled Fiona. "But thanks forasking about me. That was so very nice of you." We're having a lit...le nagging integration problem. The magic has hada few problems fusing Fiona and Frank into one mind with the necessaryelements of both that I need her to possess," said Phil. "Being oneor the other poses no real problem, but I'd rather not have Frankhanging around full time if at all possible. All I want from him ishis knowledge, preferably. I didn’t like living alone and Brenda was also divorced. One day while I was pumping it into her, I guess I found a moment of weakness and after I came I told her we should move in together. She was probably five years older than me. She could sure move those hips. She also gave great oral sex. I often wondered how she became so good at sex. She could do it all. Sexually, she was great, but that’s where it ended. She wasn’t much of a cook and we didn’t have much in common except for the sex. It. " He gestured toward the freezer then started to peel an onion."I don't know how much free time I'm going to have so I may not be able to help much in preparing meals."I thought there was a chance you would feel you had to do it to prove you'd make a worthy wife. That would be unfair, so I figured I'd make, hopefully with help, as many meals as I could before the work starts."I started to protest but didn't even get to start."I know we could have packaged stuff," he explained, "though it would. The message read, 'I thought I'd bring them over some ice cold drinks....' The photo was again a close up of her bare breasts, a tray of drinks with a glass of ice in the background, clearly in our neighbours garden. But what grabbed my attention was the hand of Terry, or Wayne, holding an ice cube to my wife's right breast, the trail of melted water sparkling over her beautiful skin.Thursday, 13:12, and i grabbed my phone before it finished beeping!! I opened the photo message, yet another.