She started to play with the bottom of her t-shirt, but I shook my head and looked at the camera above. So, she pouted, took the paper bag and flounce... out the door. As she walked down the hallway, I could see her deliberately switching her hips to tease me as she made her way to the exit.I got home a little after midnight, and this time I didn't get a beer. My fingers trembled as I unbuttoned my shirt and pulled down my pants; as it came free, my dick popped almost straight up in readiness. I. " Well deserved," Andy told him."Sure but that doesn't mean she's enjoying it," Chris said. "Did you see the shoes they're wearing Saturday? Joy said her platforms are like six-inches high." Did you see the dresses they're wearing?" Andy shot back. "I'm guessing there isn't six inches of material on both of them." They sent me a picture of what Regan is wearing," Chris said, shaking his head."I'll show you the picture they sent me if you show me the one they sent you," Andy whispered."I stopped. " She blushed furiously. With Asmedogh linking us, she already knew what was number one: the night she'd appeared in my bedroom door. Nothing could ever top that.Ultimately we got to bed, made passionate love, and collapsed into sleep about 2:00 a.m. Until the phone woke Camilla about 9:00, and she woke me.When Marilyn came in about two minutes later she looked like she'd been whipped. She was carrying a section of the newspaper and something else, and slammed them both down on the coffee table. ‘I want every inch of you. Just get up with me now, don’t look at me, don’t talk to me…but walk with me, side by side, my equal, my destiny…’ We were very close now. A closeness of heart, of companionship. A closeness that knew no contracts or commitments other than the unfettered attention of each other. The total absorption of our persons in each other’s space. I got up off my chair. You off yours. You did look at me. I was not smiling, but my heart shone within and you felt it in yours. I.