Little knickknacks and odd pieces of old antique furniture that used to belong to my grandparents started to disappear from the house and my workshop,...and when my mother's jewelry, which I had given to Cynthia after our wedding, also began disappearing; I knew things were getting very serious for us indeed. We had several major fights and I nearly threw her out of the house until she pledged to moderate her future behavior. For the next few months, her behavior was indeed improved, but she no. They're talking to somebody.We pull in. There's a big wall I can see out the back window and they closed the gates behind us. We pull up to a building. They open the back doors. The doors on the building say ER but it doesn't look like an ER. It's really creepy. They wheel me in through the doors. The doors closed and then another sets of doors opens. They wheel in past those. They close in lock too.The nurses start letting me loose from the restraints. I can get up. I grabbed the bag with my. On the way there I'd spotted a secluded side-track, and in a flash of inspiration my solo-sex-deprived mind saw the potential. After a pleasant swim to cool off I told mum I had to go pee, then promising to come straight back I started walking back up the track. My heart was already quickening with anticipation and I could feel my whole body starting to tingle. It was all I could do to walk at a normal pace and not look suspicious, but even so I was paranoid someone would guess my devious. She looked so restful and at peace curled up in his arms like this, and he really didn’t have the heart to disturb her.“Morning, Dad”, she greeted him a few moments later, still only partially awake.“Morning, Sweetheart. I think we were both exhausted last night, because you never moved all night, and I don’t think I did either”, he told her softly.“Mmm, I think you’re right. I remember that I was just about to feel for the softness of your cock and then I don’t remember anything else. Did I.