“I should be the one apologizing to you.”“For what?” she asked.“I’m supposed to know better,” I said.“That’s okay,” Roxanne shot b...ck, “I had fun and I hope you did as well.”I reassured her that I had a good time and hoped that she didn’t think bad of me.“What would I think bad of you?” she pressed. “You’re sexy as hell and a hell of a good fuck.”As we spoke, Roxanne pressed herself up closer to where I was standing in our foyer.“Janice needs to take care of you and if she can’t,” Roxanne. I misquoted Boggy, “All the bars in the world, and you had to walk into this one.”Zoe kept saying, “What’s so funny?”“Madam, your carriage awaits you, I’m driving to Denver. Would you do me the honor of joining me?”She just kept looking back and forth between Mike and myself. “You’re not shitting me, are you?”“Nope, I’m taking up a position at the university hospital. Say hello to the new Professor Emeritus for radiology. I’m over here for the next two years.”It was her turn to laugh, “That’s. I just laid there on Nancy and caught my breath and she stroked me and let me settle down from the high I just experienced.Kathy came back with a wash cloth and gently cleaned me up while I was still in Nancy. She was gone again for a couple of minutes and came back with some Cokes. I reluctantly got up and took one from her and said thanks. I hadn't even realized how thirsty I was until the first drop hit my tongue and then I guzzled about half the can and belched. Nancy just smiled tolerantly. Like a buggy ride on a sunny afternoon. I noticed her visibly relaxing and smiled to myself. The riding crop soon found its way into my hand. How I adore the crop myself! Such a coaxing and cunning device with many applications and sensory outcomes. Little taps at first, very slight sting. Still building on tempo, we had broken out into a trot. She pushed out her arse a little, feeling game. Her buttocks had turned a cheery pink as blood rushed to the surface. Diving off.