I slowly moved up the steps until I was just outside of our bedroom. The sexual were louder and stronger, mixed with the unmistakable grout of a man r...ceiving pleasure. I wanted to jump up and yell, but I also wanted to watch my wife perform. My anger and jealousy were overcome by my hard-on that was now straining at my pants; pure a****l sex was winning out. I peeked around the open door of the bedroom with the same feeling as a little k** looking down the steps at Christmas. The shock was. " I know," said Lou, resignedly. "We can put her in the office. There's a couch in there among the computers.I turned toward Tricia and picked her up. She might not have been a very tall girl, or the biggest I'd ever carried, but she certainly wasn't the smallest. I guess big boobs carry a lot of weight. We came to the office, which was another spare room Lou had outfitted with a desk and a chair and lined the walls with book shelves. I laid Tricia gently on the long couch there and Lou covered. And finally, as a mother I guess I just felt that I needed to set a proper example for my children, and I didn't consider smoking marijuana to be an appropriate thing for a mother to do.As Tim and I finally approached the bottom of the stairs, I checked out the rec room. It was very large and took up the whole basement except for a small furnace/laundry room and a bathroom off to the one side. The centerpiece of the room was a large billiards table stuck right in the middle. At the far end of. And Candy is a real asset. She had me thinking I had another hour, when I didn’t.”“That is the key,” David said. “You know it’s going to come. You don’t know exactly when but you think, “later”. You don’t know how, but everyone is telling you not to worry. Keeps everything calm and business-like.”“It sure worked for me. Even Candy managing Betty was good. All of us felt that she really cared, when she was actually going to slit everyone’s throat. I imagine someday soon she will do mine.”“Her or.