“Could you come out to LA?”Joe sighed. “First, I can’t. I have to teach classes. Second, just ... let him. Or better yet, make the changes you...self. Both Cheryl and I have learned to trust you.”Cheryl had awoken. “Cyn?” she asked.Joe nodded.“Let me talk to her.”Their chat ended with Cheryl heading to LA. When she hung up, Joe asked, “Is there anything left with Hal?”“I don’t think so,” said Cheryl. “If there is, you can fax me the documents. Or better yet, have Scott look at them here. You. .. I recognised the symptoms ... took her arm ... and directed her halting steps to a chair. A sturdy chair. We made it.“Alice?”Alice had been watching. She was on the spot with a cold, damp towel and a glass of tepid water.“Hi ... I’m Alice,” Alice said. “I’m Abbie’s sister.” She noticed ‘that’ look. “I grew up with Abby ... she’s the only sister I’ve got.“Take it slow with the water ... little sips. Abby? Brandy?”I fetched. Daddy keeps a bottle of Richard Hennessy for occasions. I figured. . Wake up, Jake!"I opened my eyes to find Samantha above me, her hands on my shoulders and a very worried look on her face.Just then, Mike, Tiffany and Kirsten rushed in the room."What's wrong?" Asked Mike. "What was all that screaming?"I tried to talk but my throat was raw and all that came out was a hoarse rasp."Shh ... Don't try to talk." said Samantha, softly, "Kirsten, go and get him some tea, not too hot." Yes, Mistress." said Kirsten, automatically."He was having some sort of nightmare,". My lips and eyes both were tightly closed. I didn't want to do this. I couldn't believe I was doing this. And then it happened, his tongue prying between my clenched lips. My lips parting slightly as his tongue pushed through, exploring my yielding mouth, finally resigned, allowing him to kiss me. Here I was laying across the bed, another man kissing me, fingering my ass as I jacked my own cock. One finger, two fingers, pushing in my backside, exploring, in and out as I relaxed taking more and.