I spent more and more time at the house, usually spending the weekends there except if I was on nightshifts. Even when Paul was called out to the hosp...tal, which happened quite frequently, Fliss would get more and more friendly. It was also apparent that there was an attraction between us. I had felt something ever since the incident when she had groped me, but had tried to bury those thoughts. I suspected that Fliss had definite lesbian leanings and several times I had seen her getting more. Sure enough she had been well fucked. She wouldn't let me fuck her from my side; so I soon passed out again…I was up first and started to get ready breakfast for everybody.After everything was going I peeked in the room and saw my wife facing away from the door and lying on her side. My friend was sawing his huge in and out of her. I went back in the kitchen area and when everything was ready I called them out…Ana came first, calling me a fucking asshole; because I had interrupted their action. "I trust you received my proposal," he shifted uncomfortably. Marianne had told him these men would either go along with the proposition he presented, or they would probably having him killed."We did, Mr. Campbell," the eldest of them replied in clear, but accented, English. "It was intriguing."An uncomfortable silence fell over the room. Holland thought about saying something, but held his tongue. He was warned that being too expressive would give away some clues as to what he was up to or. I loved Special K Cereal growing up as a little boy, I still do, and she would be over a lot visiting Ruby and Jackson, usually in the mornings.As I remember Dad looked at her a lot, over the top of his newspaper as I ate my breakfast and mom was cooking something.I would have two big bowls of the cereal, and sometimes Mom added toast and poached eggs, which I loved. I would put them on buttered toast, and ate it over my plate, sometimes dripping egg back on my plate. Ruby thought it was gross,.