Until I heard the knock upon my door, I had not thought Barbara would return to me, that she had not done the final command that was given to her. Tha... the fantasy woman inside her, the submissive woman, had been pushed too far. It would not be the first time, or the first mature woman to react in such a way.I had seen her face as I sent her away last night, Barb had gone through an emotional roller coaster I'm sure. After leaving my apartment, being ordered by an intruder to commit an act that. He kept his hand on the back of my head pushing me up and down on his cock. ‘No just hanging out.’ Mohit said to whoever called him. Mohit continued to control the pace of the blowjob while he talked on the phone for about 10 minutes. My jaw was really starting to get sore by this point. Finally I heard Mohit say ‘Hey, I gotta get going. I’ll be over later.’ With that he hung up his phone and took his hand off the back of my head. I pulled off his cock to give my jaw a rest. ‘Looks like you. The steps had been tough, requiring a rest after mastering all three, but he was now home. Nothing else mattered. Standing in the living room were Betty, Ai, the three Cutter women, and a semi stranger. He stopped in the archway, looking around."Honey, while I was gone these people have changed my house."Grinning, Shirley gave him a squeeze with the arm around his waist."That's what you get for wrecking the car."While Tom wasn't bedridden, he was still far from healed, so the family had adapted. Often the pretty girlwould come back to her table in fifteen or twentyminutes, and resume her drink. I had a number of men ask me to go with them too, but asI hadn’t eaten yet I refused politely. But it wascharming to think that these locals would go out oftheir way to make a stranger feel at home – andParisians have a reputation for arrogance! My dinnerconsisted of a wonderful steak with french fries(bisteck avec frites, pronounced “freets”) and a glassof Beaujolais..