Once we got them back home for their naps, Carolyn and I had at least two hours of quiet and privacy to make love, and cement our budding relationship... I usually took her somewhere in the evenings, out to dinner, or to the movies. Twice we had gone back to the Bolling Field fence to make love again. By now, Carolyn was the one who took control, and made sure that I did exactly what she wanted me to. I had spent more time eating her pussy than I had eating pussy the whole time of my first life.. We chattedwhilst waiting and he offered me a drink back at his house and hewould drop me back the next morning. I impulsively said yes i wouldaccept his offer I could see he enjoyed my company and I would feelbad if he got insulted, so off we went his house was a nice big homein the country a big place for someone on there own.Denis led me to the sitting room told me to take a seat and he wouldget our drinks, when he was pouring his drink i noticed he popped ablue pill innocently I thought it. I gave as good as I got, but it was never said in anger (well, not real anger) and we always talked it out later. We’d learned a lot from our counselor.I was really reticent to go at first, but Chelsea talked us into it, saying the woman was at the top of her field. We had to an individual session first before we went together.I liked the counselor, a woman close to fifty who had been practicing for twenty-four years. I asked her once if over the years she’d heard it all. She grinned. “Not in. My ex was still living at her mams at this points so they would be staying there...anyway they arrive and we have a nice quiet evening, meal few drinks early to bed etc... next day we show them the sights of liverpool during which we have a few drinks and plans are made for the evening.. he is drinking quickly and getting quite drunk...so the night comes...girls dress sexy and we head out on the town..liverpool is a good night out..we do lots of drinking and he gets very drunk and very lairy...