Take care of Erika.”They rushed off, leaving the lecturer pleased at Erika’s involvement in his art course, enough to drag her boyfriend into a di...cussion of pigments.That evening, Freda made another attempt to reach her parents, on the assumption that they might be back from their short break. She again got through to her brother instead.“Hi, Julian. Are Mum and Dad home yet?”“Not yet, Freda. They should be back tomorrow for dinner. What do you want them for?”“Julian. Listen, bro. I want to. He placed one hand on the small of my back, and raised the glass to my lips with the other. I took a large gulp of wine, but some trickled down my chin. He quickly leaned in and kissed me licking the trickle away, then pulled me into him his tongue exploring my mouth. I put my arms around his neck, and we continued to kiss until I felt the bed dip next to me, as Tom joined us his hands groping my behind. Eventually John pulled away, and I turned to Tom to see he was naked, and already standing. That light. It hurts my eyes. Am I dead?" Sadly echoing out of the tunnel, Lain heard the professor's voice. Then she heard him stumble."Professor, don't move. I'll be right there." She clung to the medic pouch on her hip. She moved swiftly and found him trying to crawl further away."It's important. The modern tribes here do not... OW!" Sit still. I've got to clean your forehead. It's bleeding all over you." Lain daubed it with mercurichrome, grinning at his pained winces."It burns." Tell me. I just couldn't get the image out of my mind of my wife gasping and moaning beneath another man, her cunt frothy with another man's spunk, and how wet and slippery she was when I thrust my cock inside her, how she moaned and cooed in my ear, telling me how much better my cock was. Those images filled my mind as the paramedics check us out, as we rode to the hospital in the back of an ambulance.I had to see my wife with another man, I realized. When we were getting pocked and prodded by doctors.