That would have to be the mantra I'd have to live by. And I do!It had been over an hour since Megan left to go see Willis. I sat facing my lap top wat...hing an interracial cuckold video (the only variety I watch now days), stroking my cock, but refraining from ejaculating. That would come later. I wanted to prolong the strange, agonizing 'pleasure' of such moments. Doing so was my way of demonstrating the sincerity of my cuckold status to Megan; and though she could not witness it, nevertheless,. I was doing this for Toby, not for me, it was his fantasy and I loved him so much I merely wanted to bring it to life for him.As the afternoon wore on the sun began to dip in the sky. Covered in dirt, grime and sweat, the three of us decided to put down our shovels and head inside to freshen up. We'd barely made it in the door when Toby appeared with several drinks, handing one to each of us. We talked about the gardens progress, then shifted to more personal topics as Toby continued to keep. That’s not all.“The indexes show the mother’s maiden name. I thought that if I’m not the brother David Evans, there must another David Evans and he will have the same mother as Helen had, though you have to remember that she was not registered as Helen. I had to look for them, and I found them.“David J Evans was born in Shrewsbury at Royal Salop Hospital. Kylie A Evans was born in the same hospital. Both had a mother Kathleen Evans nee Drinkwater. Kylie’s birthday is the same as Helen’s.“David. For our first lovemaking, I wanted everything to be perfect. I told him to follow me, and I led him to the living room. The living room had modern, comfortable furniture, a large fireplace on one wall, and new hardwood floors covered with an oriental rug. In front of the fireplace was the recliner I had always wanted to make love to him in. I kissed him again, and then pushed him down into it. ‘What are you doing?’ He asked. ‘David, you talk too much. Be quiet, and you’ll see.’ I ordered. I.