“I guess,” I said.“Julian?” said Blake. “You seem a little off...”“Okay?” I said. I suppose he meant that I wasn’t being overly enth...siastic about being around them, but I wasn’t sure.“Well, I mean you’ll likely want to spend some time with your daughter, right?” he said.Don’t argue, don’t argue, don’t argue I kept repeating to myself in my mind.“Whatever is good for you,” I said, “and her.” He was nodding, but he still clearly thought I was being, how did he say it, oh yeah, a little. Karen, a large chest tattooed Domme of all things young and pretty (regardless of gender) was starting to have a little fun with Barb, a very attractive young 20 something woman who was on loan to Karen from Barbs boyfriend Miles. Miles was sitting behind them watching them get warmed up with a smile across his face and looking like he was many sheets to the wind with flushed cheeks and, though sitting, swaying slightly from side to side.Karen used Miles’ handcuffs on Barb who was restrained. Rowan was my emotional foundation, and just like that, she was gone.If it hadn’t been for Lily, I think I would have folded. I couldn’t, because I couldn’t do that to her. I had to keep going for her sake, and so I did—one foot in front of the other, one damned thing after another. I took a leave of absence from my practice and did everything I could to protect the two of us so we could grieve as we needed to. We were always close, but we got a lot closer during those months. I didn’t go back. I stand next to the camera while I undress. I can see my wife’s eyes through the hood, and recognize the expression, the one she has when she wants me to take her unceremoniously, right here, right now.Naked, and with a big swollen cock for my wife to feast her eyes on, I move back to the table and activate both vibrators again. Catherine shrieks out loud and pulls so hard on the tape that I’m afraid the kitchen furniture is about to become matchsticks. I keep the vibrators on, enjoying the.