" The possible reason could be someone misspelled our family nameSchwab," I started. "The first three characters are S-C-H like in theword school. Ins...ead of sounding like SK, they sound like SH." I don't get it..." According to this rule if you're looking for someone called kind ofSKVAB wouldn't you look for Schwab instead of Squab?" Shit!" Brian whispered. "Oh, shit! Thanks, Kiesha! I have to run."I got back into the room with my family. They all were looking at meas I entered."I guess you. When we reached my door Kavita gave me her room key saying Smita had hers and grabbed my still stiff cock thru my suit. I reached down and pressed my hand into Kavita ’s crotch and then into Smita’s promising I would be right over. As I closed the door my mind raced with thoughts of Smita and Kavita sprawled on the bed naked and open to my desires. I quickly stripped off my suit and grabbed a quick shower washing the chlorine off me and shaved so I would not be scratchy when I went between. After hearing about this great apartment I was anxious to see it so I said yes.The apartment was incredible. Tim had graduated several years earlier and was doing very well in some kind of financial type job. The apartment was actually the entire first floor of one of the stately homes that bordered one side of the campus. He had a huge TV and hundreds of movies on videotapes, a huge stereo, computers, and fantastic furniture -- every thing you could imagine. The kitchen was all modern and. I shut her up with one comment; “I stopped being a loving husband? When was the last time you let me be loving? I will stay in the bedroom if you stay and watch me masturbate because it has been more than six weeks since I have been allowed to touch you, much less having a sexual relationship. Did you forget that I am your husband? Is it my imagination that you complained to me that I did not load the dishwasher last night? If you had looked, you would have seen that I not only loaded, but I.