Amber loved his hands there.There was a drawback to her pleasure. Amber had to be careful undressing in front of her husband. She couldn't let him see...the bruising Tommy's fingers made.The closer the day got to the trip, the more difficult it was for Amber to push Tommy's hands away and tell him, "No."Tommy was the opposite. He couldn't wait for his father to leave. As far as he was concerned, there was no doubt in his mind he would have his mother again. But Tommy wanted more. He wanted his. " You'll do fine. Here in a minute you'll have a little drinky poo and be on your way. Just imagine what it's gonna be like playing with those tits! You're one lucky fella." A drinky poo?" I asked cautiously. "What drinky poo?"Trefual look chagrined. "Uh, yeah, I meant to mention that to you." He grabbed a vial from off the counter. "Here ya go. Bottoms up!" He said, trying to hand it to me."What's in it?," I asked sharply."Trust me Kid, You really don't want to know. Just drink it." What is. I don't miss my dick any more cause I got Cyndy and like Cyndy rules!blah blah blah I get in her car and we start talking or she's starts talking. I can barely talk she's so damn beautiful and we come here to this mansion and there's some guy there some guy who looks like a doctor on tv except this isn't tv. And Cyndy introduces him as somebody or other and he asks me a lot of questions about myself and then they ask me to undress and its like no big deal, you know, I don't mind. So I take off. I couldn't see anything in the way of a tape player, either audio or video and wondered if I was supposed to be taking them with me. It seemed odd that I would be dragged two thirds of the way across London just to collect them so I looked more carefully round the room until I found a midi hi-fi and all in one television video recorder in one of the cabinets and the foot of the bed.I put both tapes in their players and collected the remote control from the top of the equipment. Sitting back on.