By the time we were squeezing through the rusty gate, Emme had woken up and was recounting various facts about the asylum and its graveyard. She had a...fantastic memory for facts about anything which interested her. “The last woman they buried here was called Daphne Dufrene. She was from Memphis. She’d been here 30 years after killing her family and keeping the bodies in her basement until the heat pretty much baked them and the smell alerted her neighbours.”My short black jersey skirt had. " I smiled. "Boyfriend." Not that he was waiting.He did a spit take. "You're a fag?" You got a problem with that?" Only that I didn't know back in the day." Dude, back in the day, I didn't know." Yeah." He nodded. "Neither did I."That was pretty much the end of conversation. We went back to his place and fucked.Serenity's initial surgery went well and her recovery was on schedule. She was home in time for thanksgiving. Grandma did the whole turkey and chestnuts thing. My uncle and his family. I wrapped my legs around him pulling him inside me, in no time at all he was fully erect again, he penetrated even deeper inside me, I swear I could feel the tip pushing against my womb, this time it was more leisurely, he slowly pushed in & out letting me feel the whole length, it was wonderful as lay there enjoying each other, he would stop for a few seconds, then start again, my pussy was in a state of almost continuous orgasm I didn’t want it to stop. Every 2nd or 3nd thrust would make me. Our faces werecovered in clay, our bodies oiled and massaged, feet and hands spoiled andour nails fussed over and painted. Most enjoyable of all were having ourbodies massaged luxuriously. Alone in the steam room with our cushyEgyptian cotton towels wrapped femininely around our bodies and coveringour hair, my wife and I had a very sweet girl-to-girl talk.I knew she was curious about what had been going on for me since myadventure started and being transformed by Richard so I filled her in.