" You're just going to leave him here and go eat?" asked Crystal. "That's boring." No, I'm going to eat right here." We're not allowed to eat in bed,"...Jeff replied."There are a lot of other things we're not allowed to do in bed, but that never stopped us," she giggled."Oh, very funny. Just don't expect the three of us to wait while you're in the kitchen fixing something to eat." What I want to eat doesn't require getting out of bed," said Brit."What's that?" he asked."You!" she exclaimed, then. I sat there with my bare ass on the table in awkward silence as my wife and I stared at each other. She finally laughed at me and rolled her eyes proclaiming, "You'll live". Just then a doctor with dark hair pulled back in a pony tail, standing about 5'9, with a thicker frame walked in. She introduced herself, and asked me some questions about my family history. She tried to reassure me that the procedure would only take a minute or two, and possibly faster if I relaxed. She had me lean over. I just laid there and let him go sliding and rubbing and all the way he wanted to. I had to do it. I didn't have any choice at all. Imagine if you told your father that he couldn't touch you when he thought you were asleep or something. Well, anyhow, after a little while I felt his muscle get all wet and all. He was breathing pretty hard for a while before that. I forgot to mention that. And I guess it was because he was ejaculating. Then it was all over. He climbed out of bed and left me alone. I wish you well and happiness in your future. Please don't feel guilty about what you did since you have no need to.Goodbye Angelina and be well. I still love you as much as the day I married you. I am so sorry for destroying all we had together and I hope you can remember the good times we had and can think of me without bitterness.By the time you listen to this, I will have left the US and my destination is not known to anyone else. I need it that way for my own reasons. I am in no danger.