Emma does need to read more and more of this diary, and share it with Donald.Just then her phone rings, and as she picks it up to talk to her prince, ...he notices that two-thirds of the bottle of wine is gone. Has she has been sipping that much as she was reading the first entry and absorbing it?Emma says hello to Donald in such a gleeful voice he wonders what is going on.He asks how her day was, and she just bubbles forth with what she has discovered. It is eye-opening to him, but it adds. Tough Guy?" She said in a sarcastic tone. I asked what happened the next morning, since I'd rudely slept straight through it.Lena had awakened in the lean-to sometime after dawn, feeling warm. She sat up, and her head pounded its objection. She saw me, face down on part of the sailcloth and tried to rouse me. When that failed, she checked my pulse and breathing as I had done for her. She checked me for broken bones and when she lifted my shirt, she thought I was seriously injured. She made her. She stopped kissing me and whispered into my ear, "I want you to eat my pussy, while I suck these two off" before she nibbled and licked my ear. There was no way I was denying her, not only was I too horny, but I wanted to do it. She turned herself around and got up off me, the guy on the left had stripped himself down as Becky had been kissing me. He stood stroking his cock eagerly awaiting her return. The guy on the right, sat on the bed stroking his cock as well, waiting for Becky to come. I ignored him and he sat down on the easy chair across from me. After a couple of minutes of silence I said:"The lover you are trying to catch me with is in the bedroom. Go say hi to him."He just sat there and I let a couple of minutes go by before I put my book down and said:"Dick Tracey you ain't. The next time you might want to try a disguise of some kind so people won't come into my office and ask me why my husband is sitting outside watching the building."He couldn't or wouldn't meet my.