Killed. But...”“My wife, it is more than we could have ever dreamed of,” Lou whispered. He kissed her forehead and she looked down, her antennas...quivering.“I like it a great deal when you kiss my forehead.”Lou glanced back – and saw Bosch frowning down at him. He became suddenly painfully aware that his wife was naked. “Ahem!” He said, glaring at Bosch. “My wife needs to get some clothing. Could you all please avert your eyes?”“Right, of course,” Father said, his cheeks heating. And soon, Lou. .. again. Maybe an older ... woman.”Joyce wanted to say no, but she didn’t want to stop sucking. “Nnnnnnnhhhhhh.”“Anyway ... think about it.” Sam’s grip tightened on her hair. “I’m gonna...”Joyce released the testicle and moved her mouth up to the purple head of his penis. She moved her right hand up and stroked with both hands while she bobbed her head. When did she get so good at this? What had her life been like before she’d learned to coax out Sam’s scorching loads? Joyce barely. At 2 AM I could stand it no longer. I slipped from the bed, away from the bulk of my sleeping husband. Normally his body was exactly what held me and comforted me and lulled me to slumber. But tonight his deep breathing seemed to intrude on the silence that was surrounding me.I pulled on a pair of shorts. I had been sleeping in nothing but a t-shirt. I disdained underwear. Pausing only to catch up my room card, I tiptoed to the door that connected to the adjoining room. My vision, already night. "Now I want you to get out. Don't do anything, just stand and leaveeverything to me."Recalling John’s instructions to obey, I resisted my usual impulse thetake control and I did as she instructed. Hazel took a towel and wrappedit around her dripping body and then she took another, and started togently pat me dry.On her knees, she continued to dry my legs with the towel. She leantcloser and with her hand eased my legs gently apart. I could feel herhot breath against my thigh, getting closer to.