Sitting in on the sessions were extremely beneficial for my part of the five week therapy. I would sit some nights and try to remember my life without...this in it. I was always harried, pushed for money, lack of sleep. It was every med student’s night mare. I didn’t have to get moon lighting jobs any longer, I was financially stable. I was working with a master on Sexual Therapy. Any new innovative therapy was generally coming from his practice. Thomas never spoke about the sexual side of mine.. My sexy wife then told me I could go to bed; she would go later…I asked what was she planning to do. Ana smiled and said she would go and suck on Frank’s dick before going to bed. I just nodded and went to our bedroom.I slipped inside the bed sheets and heard the door to the guest room closing. It was just next to our bedroom’s wall. I tried to listen at the wall but I could not hear anything, so I laid down. Maybe I passed out for a while; because I woke up to a noise. I rolled over to find my. Her soul. Who she was. That – and that her love for him was absolute, her devotion total. Amy trusted him as only one who had never been hurt could trust. His dad, Geoff – whom he had never met – had seen to that, and so would he. He would die before he’d hurt her, and he’d kill before he’d let someone else do it. He cuddled her gently, and she smiled in her sleep and nuzzled his chest with her cheek as the violins soared above the clouds. God, he loved her. A little boy in plaid pajamas ran. Since it was getting somewhat late and had been a long day of traveling, we all decided to take the party back to the suite. I swiped a bottle of rum from one of the waiters, slipping him a $50 and putting my finger up to my lips. He grinned and walked away, pocketing the bill. We all arrived at the suite and Mike and I plopped down on the sofa and loveseat with a couple more drinks. Rachelle pulled open the sliding glass door to the balcony. The salsa band was still going strong far.