It didn’t take his newfound powers to read the look on her face. Greg wished he hadn’t snapped at her but it just never stopped. He couldn’t tak... it anymore. ‘Alex you are a nice lady but you talk too much. You talk compulsively. You mean well but you are driving me nuts,’ Greg was telling her this and altering her reality at the same time ‘you realize this and don’t want to drive me crazy. From now on when you have the urge to speak about something frivolous you will remember how I don’t like. Our plans were dashed when an old work colleague phoned me and said he was coming in town for meeting but that it was such short notice he could only get a room for Sunday night. He wanted to know if he could stay with Molly and me Saturday night. I tried to get out of it but he is pretty persuasive so I agreed. When I told Molly she wasn't too upset. She just said don't worry we aren't in any rush. She actually liked Tom. I had worked with him when Molly and I first got married and we. When I fondled her small breasts her breathing grew heavy and she fondled my stiffie through the material of my slacks. She put a long playing album on and giggled “I,ve been dying to touch your balls!” She unzipped me and released me to spring up ready for action. We knew no one would disturb us in the sound studio so now she lifted her skirt and lowered her panties to give me full access to her tender young furry gash. So we sat on our chairs and mutually masturbated till,our climaxes. What do you think?”Wendy and I looked at each other. “Shall we tell her?” I asked.“Go for it.”“This morning, I asked...” I looked at Wendy, who sighed, shrugged and nodded, “Gwendolen if she’d marry me.”Katryn looked at Wendy, her eyebrows raised. “You let him call you Gwendolen?”“Gwen, actually, but this morning, when he asked me to marry him, he got all formal. He was so lovely about what the name means, I’m thinking of using it more. But for now, I’m Wendy, except between him and me ....