As I sit down my ass is sore it reminds me of just how great all of this was. I am already asleep when Lynn is done with her bath and comes to bed I d... not even feel her get in bed.The next day I am sore and can hardly walk. Lynn is laughing at me before she leaves for work I have some service calls to make today while I work during the day I try to think how could I get Sandy to the lake house Saturday but I am not sure that Lynn is ready to see her yet. When Lynn gets home she tells me that. I guess I would be considered cute.Even with my red hair and pale skin, I wasn’t covered in freckles and had missed the worst of the acne that most of my classmates suffered from. Still, my flaming red hair was part of the reason I was shy. It had always made me stand out in a crowd. And the ‘South Park’ episodes about gingers had made that a common tease, no matter what school I was in.And there, rising out of a fiery red patch of pubes was the cock meat that the girls had been discussing at. He wasn't there but I left a voice message that my wife had just shown up at my door. Then when I wouldn't let her in she left and was probably headed to her mother's house.Hanging up, I massaged my temples with my fingers and tried not to come unglued over Kim's sudden appearance. Why did she come back here? Does she really think I'm stupid enough to believe her cock and bull story about always loving me and trying to save me?I saw the look on her face as that asshole screwed her on our. The old monk glared at him and asked, "What is your name boy?" Oliver,I have an appointment,Sir," Oliver said confidently.He suddenly wondered was this monk going to be the one to spank him?"You will address me as Friar,boy," the old monk said."Sorry,Friar,I have an appointment," Oliver repeated nonchalantly."I can see that you are in need of correction,perhaps it will make you more mannerly," the old monk said ,staring at Oliver,wishing that he could take the cane to this insolent boy's bare.