“They don’t clear their social calendar with me any more than they do with you.”“Sounds like fate to me,” Elyse said with a smirk.“Don’t...try to play mind games with me, Elyse Clarke!”“Because you know you’ll lose! Just as you always do!”Both girls laughed.“What do you have to lose?” Kara asked.“My sanity if I spend any more time with the two of you!” I chuckled.“Too late, Snuggle Bear. That was gone years ago! The proof was on August 23, 1985!”“The day I asked you and Jess to marry me?”“If that. ”Armisen yawned. “That’s okay.”Carson was disarmed by his casualness. It’s okay?“Well, I hope I didn’t ruin your evening.”Armisen shrugged. “Eh. You know, it was a chill night. Nothing too exciting.”Carson eyed the cum on the ceiling mirror.“Right,” he said softly.Mr. Armisen whipped out a cigar and lit it, cradling the flame in his giant hands. There was something so sexy about the sight of the man in his towel puffing on a cigar, his nice haircut wet and messy, his beard glittering with water. I was elected to sl**p at one end of the tent by the door and the others were side by side down the length of the tent. We all got on well together considering we were total strangers when we arrived, and by the third or fourth day there, we had already taken part in outdoors activities which left us all exhausted. My initial thoughts before arriving, of sneaking off in the evening for a midnight feast were cast aside in favour of a good nights sl**p. It was about halfway through the holiday. I hadn't forgotten. I never forget.When dinner was cleared and cleaned up, Sandy started to get comfortable in front of the TV. "What are you doing?" I asked."Watching TV," she replied."No you're not. You've got a major corrective action coming and it's coming now. Get upstairs."Meekly Sandy turned off the TV and went up to the bedroom. Knowing what I expect, she was kneeling naked at the foot of the bed when I entered the room. Standing over her I began to explain the situation."I entrusted.