He didn't ask for my new address or phone number, I think he could tell that I wouldn't even give it to him, or worse ... would lie to him.After over ...alf a year on the road, I would have thought that I'd be glad to be home, to stay, but I was soon nearly bored to tears.I did try to get back into my pre-Ravens routine of teaching bass classes again and looking for a good band that would be fun to play an occasional weekend gig with. My reputation had never been higher. Bass Player Magazine did. "I think they'll always be close friends, but Jodie doesn't get off on domination. I suspect Paul will always want a woman who does." "Trisha's certainly not treating him kindly." "No she isn't. Michael, I'm worried about her. Right now she doesn't seem like a very nice person." "She's not the girl we raised. I'm also worried about Paul. How much more disrespect and neglect can he tolerate? I think Tricia was serious about not wanting him to go to the New Years Eve party with us." I wish I knew. She did this for a few minutes all this time i said nothing and done nothing i just let her enjoy herself, she then stood up and reached down and lifted her dress up revealing her white pants, she stood closer to me and took my cock and placed it between her legs ,she then opened her legs slightly and moved even closer so now my cock tightly pressed against the warm mound, pulling my cock up against her at the same time bending her knees so she was almost sitting on my shaft, again she moved. I intentionally left the smarter than smart phone unanswered while I had been gone. Whatever mundane shit awaited me, I decided to let it lay till I got back. I had to be Maxine the super spy for two days. I would just be damned, if I was going to try to juggle the shit back home at the same time.So of course Sylvia was waiting with a list of small town shit. Shit that had to be decided right that first fucking minute. I barely had time to heat a cup of Sylvia's weak ass coffee in the.