Then he let go and said "Get it hard for me.".So I went back to stroking and rubbing my cock but no luck. I could not get hard. I had jerked off that ...orning and my pecker was reminding me that my jerking-off-twice in one day were long gone. I gave up and he reached over and tried again. He rubbed and stroked but nothing happened. "Too old," I said.He chuckled and said "Same here. I've had prostate surgery so I don't get off anymore."Did your wife give you head?", I ask."Not anymore now. She. Assuming he would have taken care of his general personal hygiene, he was then to cocktie himself as per the attached document detailing that procedure. At this, Paul studied the instructions. Satisfying himself he could follow them, he continued reading the mail.Once he had completed his ablutions and cock tying, he was to dress in outer clothes only and present himself, at the address below, the following evening at 6pm sharp. If he arrived late he could just turn around and go back from. . not ... Heather?"Diane nodded.Janet stared. The struggle in her head between realization and acceptance was all too apparent. "Wait ... Diane, you ... you're not saying that ... what you really mean is..." That I'm a lesbian, Mother," said Diane in a quavering voice.Diane fell against the counter, one hand rising to her forehead. "Oh dear." I'm sorry!" Diane cried. "I-I mean, I'm not sorry, not for being that way, just for not telling you before now."Janet had no idea what to say. She was not. "What a wonderfully amazing dream. It seemed so real! I have taken leave of my senses. How could I ever imagine that a woman as beautiful as Christine would ever consent to marriage with a..."His jumbled thoughts suddenly halted as he took note of his current state of undress."What the hell?" Erik? Mon amour, what ever are you doing? Come back in bed with me."The husky voice purred from behind him."Christine?" Erik? You shall catch your death sitting there like that ... not that I do not.