She stopped sucking, and looking up into my eyes, she started to slowly press the bullet against my asshole. It slipped right in and it seemed that al...ost if on cue, the doorbell rang. I opened my eyes again, wondering who could be at the door now, but more just hoping they would go away. The bullet slowly slid farther inside me on its own as she stood back up. She tucked the rest of the cord and the controller under me, and walked out the bedroom door, grabbing a robe as she went. I lay there. He kept turning pages at the pace he normally would, but the words he read floated right by his busy mind. All he could think about was that Donna was back with her husband at the hotel while Patrick was stuck in his room trying to study. He didn’t know how he was going to wait to see her again. The lamp in his room gave off a warm glow. He tried to focus.Patrick turned his head as a soft knock sounded on his door. “Come in.” Patrick watched his big sister Sally open the door, softly close it. I conceded that I was not interested in other women now as she was the only one,I wanted. As S was not interested in other ladies, I suggested that maybe she could have a some fun with other men, and we talked about what she would like,eventually agreeing that she would like to try some erotic massages with me watching in the room. This led to a few occasions when away on holiday that she received some erotic massages from men in our hotel rooms. These were professional masseurs and she enjoyed. You know I trust your judgment."Shopping with Mother became fun and she did make me feel like some sortof fashion guru."You wouldn't believe how the girls at the club raved about the dress Iwore today. Weren't they impressed when I bragged that you picked itout for me," she'd compliment. "You have such a keen eye for fashion. Everyone thinks I have my own personal shopper. Well, I suppose I do,in a sense," she'd titter. "I don't know what I'd do without yourhelp. I swear, you're more.