Steve had lowered his head, his tongue now flicking my wife's right nipple as his hand caressed her left tit. Stacey was breathing very heavy, almost ...anting in anticipation as he took her nipple in his mouth, now gently sucking, his tongue swirling and stimulating it.Sue had the head of my cock in her mouth, her tongue working the underside, tracing the edges of the mushroom head, that delicate spot we all love touched. Stacey was now feeding my cock into Sue's mouth, stroking my shaft,. I bought him some heroin when he fetched some for me. I watched him shoot up. I didn't. I had work to do. He didn't have any extra syringes. I did at home. Not tossing the syringe revealed the back of my mind where numbness had waited for the end of the show.At home, the old flapper greeted me while feeding our baby. I took the bottle and took over feeding her. The flapper wanted to breathe some summer air. Asked where everyone had gone, she told me my sister and the Amazon were helping the. Of him, I mean." She gave me a peck on the cheek and leaned against me."You'll be up when I get home? I shouldn't be terribly late. But, you never know how these things will go. Shall I wake you?" You had better! I want to hear all about it!"She looked quizzically into my eyes. Then she made a little face and let it slide into a crooked little smile."I'll wake you, then!" she nudged me in the ribs as a parting gesture and I was off out the stage door.I stopped for a drink or two at my local pub. “What happened with those previous guys?”“I’m just so praying you’ll be different from them,” she replied as she allowed me to ease her head back to face me. “Can we just let this go for now, and uh, you may see...” Lynette’s voice trailed off again she mentioned ‘seeing’ something, again.My mind was awash with activity as I wondered what Lynette could possibly be referring to here. When I heard her sniffling and saw her face almost at the point of tears, I figured I better snap out of that.