It was fine with him, he loved watching. Naked, they lay on the bed, his beautiful, elegant wife, still in her prime as she entered middle age and her...nubile young lover. It was a sight to behold as they began their passionate lovemaking. Always the same, playful at first and then building to a volcanic eruption of moans and pleasurable squeals as they brought each other to climax.A knock on the door disturbed their reverie as Patrick, their favorite room service guy, arrived with dinner. As. "Even as you speak, I feel myself being drawn to you. I can't risk losing my career over the desires of my body." Her face grew stern, and she looked at me harder. "Make no mistake; I'm not saying that I'm in love with you or anything of that sort, only that I can separate lust from love."Only then did I realize that she blamed herself for what we'd done. It wasn't her fault, and I truly felt bad for my part in it, but could see that she was determined to go, no matter what I said. If I were. I'll keep it brief." No need. We're quite interested. Should we use your study, Stan?"Bob and Stan sat on the leather couch, while Bill sat across from them in the matching leather swivel chair. "I have no idea of your investment needs or goals," said Bill. "I'll have to know particulars. Everything's confidential of course, and if you'd be more comfortable speaking one on one, we can do that." No problem there," said Stan, "Bob and I share everything with each other. Two heads better than one. “I’m tired of listening to you! Shut up! Ahh! So much better, good bye, enjoy. I am sure you have been here before though not without someone to steal the humanity from. I think you’ll make a very good tree.” I told the tree as both Morgana and I turned to leave.The trip out only took a day, very easy compared to the week coming in. Along the way I told Morgana my plan to kill the demon, restore my father, then let the power consume me. I also told her of the death of Merlin. I could have done.