I mean the guy is fit and is five years younger than Mac. I closed the garage door and when I turned to go to the house, Mac was standing in front of ...e.”Do you have time to talk, Grant?””I have nothing planned today, let’s go inside.”The two of us walked to the back door, I held the door for Mac and followed her inside. We went to the kitchen and she took a seat at the table.”I have some ice tea, would you like some?” I asked as I reached for the pitcher in the fridge.”That would be nice,. I would laugh or roll my eyes when he would continue to have his tantrums. He wanted to talk to me—briefly. But I wouldn’t let him. One night he caught me. I was weak. I needed to play. I needed an orgasm. He appeared. He asked to speak to me. I hesitated for a second. After numerous times of rejection, after multiple excuses as to why I couldn’t speak to him, I gave in. I said yes. My phone rang and I immediately answered. He tried to make small talk, but I stopped him and began to tell him. Albert opened his eyes and blinked. He was still in Kerri's room but his perception was changed, the colors seemed off and he felt like he was sitting lower in the chair. "Wow, what was that? Hey, my voice?" Albert said. "Albert, stand up and come over her to my mirror," Kerri said. Albert stood up and he felt even stranger. His center of gravity had shifted, his clothes didn't fit right and something was tickling his neck and laying on his shoulders. He stepped forward and his running shoe. By the time I got into bed, any thoughts of playing withthe vibrator were long gone. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I wasasleep.=#=The following morning I awoke early feeling the full benefit of the longnight's sleep and started the day with a luxuriant bath. My skin tingledall over as I slip into the hot, lavender scented water and the relief asthe water carried my breasts was palpable. I hadn't realised that therewas any pain there before, but now it was relieved, I realised there hadbeen.