"I just spent the entire week prostituting myself. And now it's Friday, and my chance is wasted." Trina, look at yourself," Arie responded. "It's Frid...y. You're not in school. You missed a day of The Program. You're going to have to do it again."Trina's mouth dropped open, slowly curving into a smile."Looks like you found a silver lining to this particular cloud," Derek said."I will! You're right! I'll have to do it again!" Trina exclaimed."Well, maybe not have to," said Arie. "Dr. Zelvetti. ..she had killed Jessi and I had her at my mercy because she didn't know that I knew it was really her. I was going to enjoy my temporary domination of her.I thrust one final time and started to blow my load deep inside her. I heard "Erica" yelp, and then I could feel her cumming on my cock, the massaging of her pussy muscles urging even more sperm out of my balls to coat her insides.Finally, spent, I pulled out and sat back on the couch. Erica/Demie, shaking, my sperm dripping from her pussy,. Wanted to know more about him. They wandered on through backstreets and narrow lanes, till they emerged onto what looked like a tree-lined circular park, overlooked by stately tenements. – Les Arènes de Lutece, he announced. My Paris home was over there – pointing to one of the tenements. This was the arena of Roman Paris, so the stonework you see – they were walking through the park now – is the remains of a structure two millennia old. Give or take. Today it’s a park for kids and ‘boules’. He was fellingvery sorry for himself and was missing May terribly because in the 40years of marriage they had never apart for more than a couple of days andnow he will only see her after a week.The phone rang on the table next to the bed. Peter walked over andanswered it. When he heard May's voice he immediately perk up and wassmiling again. May was babbling over and was very happy. This made Peteralso happy because May was no longer crying.She tells him that she has something they need to talk.