Meanwhile he finished the painting, one of his best so far. It was on the Monday of the second week as it happened the day that the client for the pai...ting was to visit, that the letter arrived, it told of a great holiday, and that even so they were both looking forward to being home, and hoped that neither Dave or Gaye had not had second thoughts. It had a separate sheet attached with a list of things, all painful and sexually charged, like a bizarre menu that they had asked Gaye to be choose. They'd texted each otherbut they hadn't seen each other in person and he felt guilty. Plus, hefigured maybe she'd dilute his mother somehow.Harper was a last second addition. Her parents were supposed to pickher up from school on Friday, but then they all of sudden had somethingin the city. He'd felt bad for her, he knew she was having a hard timein the dorms and he hadn't been able to resist when she asked.And so here they were. Ryan looked in the window, at the dresses, andtook a deep. It didn’t happen right away, but I finally started to listen to the theories, and to think that there might be some truth in what I was being told. ‘Once I started to doubt you, things seemed to snowball. I hated myself for it, but I started to get more suspicious of your behavior, particularly since you seemed to be spending more and more time at work, and less time at home. I started to question everything you were doing. Every time you left for a trip with Heather or worked late, my doubts. ’ ‘Begin with slow, steady strokes. Uhmmm. I would love to eat you right now. Your cock tastes so good in my mouth, I love to suck it. I want to run my tongue along your shaft, flicking that sensitive spot just under the tip. Then I want to swallow that monster right down to the hilt! I would pull all the way back till I just have that gorgeous mushroom head in my mouth, pulling against it with my lips and sucking it hard. Imagine I’m running my tongue around the base of your head. You’re kind.