I need to introduce you to them. Can we do that today?”“They’ll probably say I’m a kid,” Jo sighed.“You’re my wife, and they may as well...start getting used to it.”We finished our breakfast, dressed, and headed off to take care of our business. By the end of the day, we had visited with my managers, checked Jo’s practice schedule, and moved her car and her belongings from the room she’d rented. We ate dinner, and went to bed early. Sleep came sometime later, with us curled up in each other’s. ..Was thinking about just saying the heck with it today, undressand hang out in my sweat pants and T shirt, ok just a tshirt and denimskirt, better? I hope so! decided to browse the internet, a notificationfrom 1 of my groups pops up, it's from the self bodage group! hmm,wonder what's up? So while browsing the group I'm also re doing mynails, since I'm no longer working now I decided to have my nails done!so I took off the polish and redid them a bright red metallic, I thoughtyou know I haven't. When she switched her mobile on at the end of her working day there was a text that read 'longing to fuck you, when can we meet?'She thought that that was pretty direct but it immediately made her knickers damp. She did not reply straight away and she was still pondering her response when she got home.She thought that there was no real reason why she could not invite him round to her house that evening, she certainly wanted to, but finally decided to respond simply 'I will be in touch.'This. He sensed himself growing older. The bones felt weaker. They creaked each time he moved. But not a single snapping joint while praying.The Custodian’s residence was not far. The bodyguards avoided the Kaa’bah crowd by traveling in between prayer times. The car stopped at a security checkpoint before entering the Custodian’s complex, a brown concrete mansion next to a five story high rise. The drivers for other advisors puffed on cigarettes and rehashed old stories in the next lot. Mecca served.