When will it happen?” he asked her. Ginny said nothing for a few minutes. “When do you want it to happen?” she asked him after a while. “I ...on’t,” he told her. “I don’t want it to happen.” “But you need it to happen don’t you?” she said as she touched him again. “It’s something you need to happen, isn’t it?” Larry said nothing. Ginny reached for him again and held his limp cock in her hand. “It will happen very soon,” she told him. He sighed but his cock began to immediately stir again. . ” I looked into the bedroom again. “Maybe I can shove the bed against the wall and use this room as an office.”“Anyhow,” Aedan muttered, and Zevran chuckled again. “We’ll just leave you...”He and Zevran trooped out and across the hall; Zevran closed the door behind himself with a lascivious wink in my direction. I rolled my eyes. Once they were gone, I turned to find Alistair rifling through one of his bags, looking for something – my shower head, I hoped. I eyed him thoughtfully.He glanced up. "Okay. Fine. But if you hog the covers, I'll pee in the bed." That brought us all to a hearty but nervous round of laughter. That was shared history, family memoirs. I was renowned for my nocturnal battles with the covers. The two of us had once shared a bed as children--I think I was about six--and I was found wrapped in a very wet cocoon of all the covers. Liz had shed her soggy bottoms and found high dry ground by the foot of the bed. The edge to the memory was that she had actually done it. Tom complimented Sharon on being a wonderful cook which he could see she appreciated his comments.After the meal was done Tom insisted they clean up and do the dishes. Sharon said they could wait till tomorrow but Tom was insistent. He told her that there is no reason to wake up the next day and do the clean up. It is much nicer to wake up and not needing to do any clean up.After everything was cleaned and put away Sharon mentioned that they could finish the wine that was left. They sat in the.