He groaned finally pushing his boxers off, showing her his big hard cock. ‘Moan for me Caydence… Tell me how much you want me…’ He groaned as...he began to rub his cock. Caydence moaned in sheer delight of watching him stroke himself, fingering herself at the same pace. His dark eyes watched in bemusement. He had to have her right this instant. Before Caydence could even react the man who she lusted after like none other was on top of her. His body was in between hers, legs spread wide. The tip. By God, you paid attention! Girlsdie to get boys to pay attention. It's about the highest compliment youcan pay, and there you were doing it all the time. And just one morething. If there was something not right; I don't mean wrong with acapital 'w', just not right, you asked about it. You didn't seemfrightened to ask a girl to tell you what was the matter, and to listento her answer, but more than that you always had a sympathetic word, andyou didn't think that it was your job to 'fix'. Come with me girl".That was the best part of the day. The rest of the day went badly. Shetried to teach me how to eat. Sounds simply huh? Not as easy as youthink, she had to show me, over and over where each fork, spoon, knife,glass, plate and napkin went. I repeated it until my throat was sorefrom talking. That afternoon before I was allowed to get up from thechair I must have done an acceptable job cause she let me get up to goto the bathroom, and by then my bladder was killing me. She. I've a lot on my mind right now." I can tell! Would you like to talk about it? Or perhaps you need to go and talk to Dulcie..."She cocked her head, obviously thinking hard, took a deep breath... "How do you feel about divorce?"Bert was taken aback. He didn't respond immediately, but after a few moment's thought, said, "Vows are important to me. When you marry ... did you marry in church?"Delia nodded, "Oh, yes. White dress, organ and choir ... the whole nine yards." Not that I think..." Bert.