Before long she starts texting me how she wants to suck my cock again, and have me fuck her in the ass! (we couldn't talk like that in front of the k*...s... Texting was better)It wasn't long and I told the k**s it was bed time that I would help them get in bed then take off for the night. That I would see them in the morning. So I tuck the k**s in bed, tell her I'll be back in the morning to pick the k**s up and head home. Making sure I say it loud enough for the k**s to hear me. So we go back. “Perhaps not,” he admitted. “But I hoped that giving you a taste of your potential might give you some sort of motivation.”“Hmmph.” I tried to be mad at my father for interfering, but I had to admit — I looked good.“If you decide you prefer your old, sloppy, slouched and out-of-shape self,” Hypnos told me, “then go back to living how you did before my gift. If you want to stay like this...” He shrugged. “Hit the gym. Stick to a diet. Earn it.”I didn’t reply.Hypnos sighed again and then nodded.. "Nancy looked at Marsha and then at me, I was dumbfounded, then both women began to cry. While the paramedics were putting Nancy into the ambulance, Marsha went in and gathered up all the clothes and stuff she would need for the kids.Nancy talked a little bit to her eight year old son and told him everything would be alright and to go with us. That she would see him in a couple of days.I then drove Marsha and the two boys to our house. Dropped them off and helped carry all their stuff into one. Jill watched intently while leaning against the footboard of our king sized bed. Lisa alternated between looking at Jill and watching my progress. I noticed Lisas breathing was starting to get deeper, a clear sign to me she was getting turned on with the anticipation of the next knot. I always take time for the next knot. Partially because getting it in the right spot is important, partially just because I like to prolong Lisas anticipation and partially because I like the close up view of.