She wants to see you,” he said. For the life of me I was pretty much instantly curious. I motioned him to come in a take a seat under my totally ina...equate umbrella.“It’s lunch time. You wanna join us?” I said. He gave me a look.“Yes, sure, if your offering,” he said. I nodded.“Soups on,” yelled my wife from inside the house.He followed me in and the look on my wife’s face was totally precious.“Yes, it’s really him,” I said, “and no I hadn’t invited him. He looks older huh?” Okay I was being a. We didn't speak for some time. I wanted her to break the silence. I didn't want to force myself on her now.Finally, she blurted out, "He's always been like that, always pressing me to be more than I thought it was possible for me to be, always wanting me to achieve more than he and Mom had. I hate him for that, Bryan. I hate that he is always so bossy, that he is always in control, that he always gets his way. I came to college to escape that, and now look at what I've got myself into?"She. Her entire palace was one big fantasy world with creatures such as fairies and pixies. She had gardens with fruit that grows instantly upon planting and just as juicy and tasty as can be. I decided to eat one, as I was a bit hungry after the long trip; and dinner would not be ready for a few hours. The fruit, resembling a golden apple, tasted so sweet, so succulent, so juicy. If fruit could be sexy, this was it. The delicious fruit made me a bit woozy after a while. I lied on the couch in the. As for me pleasing myself while looking at Sassy's photos I would take all the photos I have right now {HINT:please send more} and run them in a slideshow format so I could more easily concentrate.Where to begin? Oh, yeah, with a very good grip. I'd cycle through the photos along with several videos of equally alluring women who are being videotaped by their husbands as they are first given a very thorough tongue bath followed by an equally thorough ravaging.My own thoughts would drift to our.