My hands start massaging you again, firm on your shoulders and neck. They run up onto your head, and my fingertips massage your scalp. You let out a s...gh as the tension evaporates form your body. My fingers work down your head, back to your neck, then down, over your shoulders and onto your breasts. Just above your now bullet like nipples I stop and move to the side. You moan gently- still I won’t touch you where you want, where you need to be touched. My hand run down the side and then under. " What?" You only get two nights. Three days, but only two nights. He will be back Wednesday evening. Go to go lover. I can hear the garage door opening. He's home and I need to get dinner started."Well there it was. If I had any lingering doubts they were gone. She did follow through with what she'd told her lover. I did get her full attention over the weekend. Starting on Friday night. After dinner she told me dessert would be served in the bedroom. Dessert was so good I had two helpings. She. My standards didn’t make anybody happy, not me and not Megan. I can’t say that the morality I grew up with is the right morality, because it just made all of us miserable, even when we could adhere to it, which nobody really can all the time. If Megan is happy and finds love in this kind of life, then I know it’s the right life for her, and I should be happy to be part of it. I talked to Phoebe and Herakles about it a little, and they said the same thing. I hope I can be friends with them. 'They walked over to the horses and mounted. As they rode through the woods and out to a lovely pool with a waterfall, Susan realised that she was a much better rider than he was, and then remembered that she had never seen him actually riding either of his hunters in England.'I bet he couldn't handle either of them, ' she thought.The ride was pleasant, and they continued up into some hills and then came out again not far from where they collected the horses, about an hour after they started..