We both know what that means too, don't we, honey?"I couldn't even begin to reply. My orgasm had started before she even finished speaking. I roared...out loud as I came so hard, my fate sealed as I came. I convulsed uncontrollably.Stacy, acting as if she knew my fate was sealed, just casually leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. Then, she got up off the bed and strutted like gymnast to the door. Just before she opened the door to leave, she spoke."By the way, Bill has tomorrow off. You. Alas, this is quite impossible for me to communicate through literature. It has the deep resonance of Lacrimosa and the simple elegance of perhaps an Enya song? I have made a decision beforehand, though, that I have failed to mention. I made up my mind that when the first notes of the song hit my ear drums I would finally go downstairs and compliment the source. I still had not come to the conclusion on whether or not someone played the music or if it was just a CD or something similar. I. "This is not going the way I planned and hoped."She picked up the phone and dialled home."Hi, Mum! I'm back ... Staying with friends ... You don't know them nor did I until ten days or so ago ... I don't know. Wires have got crossed somewhere. I'm coming home next weekend for Gran's eightieth ... No, Mum, of course not. I wouldn't miss it for the world ... OK, Mum. Love to Dad. 'Bye." Which wires got crossed?" asked Bea flatly."None," replied Jenny falling to her knees in front of her. "I lied. I looked up to see Janet watching me."Outstanding, Janet. Simply the best breakfast I have ever had. Honest."She blushed at the praise. "Thank you." She hesitated a moment. "And thank you for yesterday, too."Oh, Damn! There it was, lying right there on the table among the detritus of an excellent breakfast. Damn! Damn! Damn! The topic I was dreading and hoping for all at the same time. Ball's in your court, mister."Yes. Well, uh, you know..." I tapered off. A great start, no?She sensed my.