The better to surprise me, of course.Yeah, right.The first clue I had that this would be that kind of weekend was his flatly stating that no one bring...their golf clubs. Second, all cell phones, surfaces, iBooks, Kindles, etc., were banned or would be confiscated. More than that, I didn’t want to know. Once that was clear, however, I made sure he knew that I did not want anyone along who was not privy to Master PC and our little pact.But I made it clear that the details did not matter at the. I was safe, I had a job, I wasn't going to treat her bad or cheat on her. Everyone has to settle down sometime.What hurt the most, though, was how little affection she gave me. We rarely ever had sex, even on our honeymoon, and when we did it was just missionary with her laying there, waiting for me to finish. About a year after we wed, she got a job working nights at a restaurant and by this time I'd found myself in a sexless marriage. I would normally just sit at home most evenings and jerk. Maybe Santa Claus is in need of a new wife and a celebrity has been chosen for the honor or an accident resulted in a celebrity staying in a questionable hotel. The same can be said of debt that must be paid or a new law passed that requires them to be bound. Hell why not bring a little magic or science fiction into the story as well? Alien Abductions or Time Travel is not off the board nor a celebrity being taken by magical fairies or what not.The decision is yours and so choose a celebrity,. My cock was still hard thinking about my Dad's small room. I went into the bookstore not knowing what to expect. When I got in I looked around and found racks full of magazines of all types. I wandered slowly over to the gay section and looked at some of the titles hoping to find Hot Cumming Cocks like my Dad had. But I couldn't find it so I picked out another one called Jackin n Fuckin.The cover said it was full color so I bought it and left for home. On the way home I pulled the magazine out.