Hours... !” He was stunned.“Well, that’s not really true,” Liz continued. “It’s not three hours every time; only a couple of times a week,...I guess. And sometimes it’s as short as ninety minutes ... the bastards!”“Huh?”“Cam and Kris laugh about it behind our backs — that’s me and my roommate, Tina Miller. They really do it just to get us green with jealousy ... and it’s deliberate, too. It’s that bitch of a wife of his, Kristin. She insists that Cam keep the bedroom door open. And sometimes she. I continued to walk at a pretty good clip. I wanted to get in a good walk even more than I did most mornings. There was something about that day that made me want to work my body.After my walk I started the bike and headed for home. Other than the chill in the air it was a ride with nothing worth noting. I spent the most of the morning in my office doing pretty much nothing. After a couple of hours I decided that I wanted to see Lucas's operation; since I hadn't been around when he took over. There is a cool breeze coming through the door and windows. It is the last few days of September. The sensation of heat on your ass and legs while the cool breeze runs over your body is sending tingles down your inner thighs. You are sipping cabernet and the sweetness on your tongue from the heady cabernet is intoxicating. Candles are your only source of light. All these wonderful sensations and smells are causing you to become more excited. You can feel your vagina swelling slowly as the blood. But, I didn’t. I just accepted the tight hug she gave me, and she beamed.“I can’t wait until you own me, David.” she purred playfully. My hard cock throbbed in response.“Me-me neither.” I grinned nervously. She laughed.“Well, your father’s much less happy about the whole endeavor, so I decided to call up a priest. They’ll take care of the ceremony, make sure your father handles things with dignity.” Mom assured me, lacing her fingers with mine.“Mom... can we lay in bed together?” I asked shyly..