The thought made him vaguely nauseous, and he felt his cock deflate in his shorts. It shouldn’t have to be this way, he thought morosely. There must...be something that can be done. Despondently, he rolled over on his back. sleep was a long time coming.# # #Looking up from the slip of paper in his hand, Jeff regarded the stately old Victorian house in front of him. Located on the western fringe of London proper, it towered in exalted majesty in the middle of a large garden filled with neatly. "So would you consider bringing her over for dinner some time?"Diane's eyes widened. "What? But ... uh..."Janet stroked Diane's hair. "Dear, I'd ask the same thing if it were a boy you were going with. Work with me here, Diane. This is the only thing I can think of to do to show you some support."Diane relaxed somewhat. "All right, I'll ask her about it." Just maybe not tonight." Janet paused. "I'm pretty sure I can get your father to understand, but I really don't want my sister to get wind of. I knew that she really didn't want to talk to Jen. She might think she did, but she really didn't."No that's fine, if she provided the information, I'm sure it is correct." Lois said."Okay, then what do I need to sign?" I asked."Well, first of all, how will you be handling the copay on the insurance?" she asked."How much is it?" I asked."The copay, and the uncovered items come to 1181.12, " she informed me.I knew better than to argue, but I had to know. "What exactly is the total bill for an. Oh, look,’ she concluded lamely, holding up her arm, ‘goose-pimples.’ I had sat enthralled, and I have to say rather aroused, enjoying the novel experience of hearing Fran, Fran of all people, talking cheerfully about sex with such uninhibited candour. ‘Well, Fran, it’s nice to see you so happy. And I presume you’d be willing to do something for me.’ ‘Oh, James,’ she replied blithely, ‘just name it.’ Then she added brightly, with a touch of the old Fran spirit, ‘I’ll hum the national anthem if.