" Well, it was convenient. I wanted a simple explanation that wouldn't give us away if you let anything slip, so I consolidated things. When Louise fo...nd out about what I'd been doing for a living she assumed that your mother's death was somehow connected to it. She wanted someone to blame and I was the obvious choice. With your mother gone, I didn't have the same motivation to stay in that job. A clean break sounded good. Especially if it got us away from Louise as well. The safest thing all. My PT told her that she thought my wife added a lot of stress to somebody who did not need it. She the asked her who it was that she had been with. My wife told her, I had never heard so much anger from a woman in my life. She said that it was her husband that had cuckolded me, and when she got home that night she was going to put him in his place. My wife asked her not to go home and hurt or even throw him out but asked her to know that he just took advantage of a situation. My wife said she. Moving out of the shower, Ling dropped to her knees and dried Debbie’s legs, moving upwards to her thighs and ass, and taking special attention to dry the wetness between her legs. Debbie enjoyed these sensations, sparking a renewed interest although Ling continued her drying which was not focused now on sexual pleasure but on pleasure of a different kind. Ling, still wet, led Debbie into the living room, which was now basked in candlelight, which flickered against the walls. Ling picked up a. I mean, you know, studious, but fun-loving as well." I've heard such concerns before, and I will try to help you, but there are no guarantees, especially given the red tape and bureaucracy of this place. It is Harvard, after all." Of course, but if I could prove my seriousness about this matter- you know, the urgency, I would. I'm willing to help you, if you'll do the same for me. Believe me, it will be my pleasure.", Susie answered, putting much emphasis on the word "pleasure"."Well, if you're.