Peter’s grandparents died when Mike was little.”“My dad’s family came here via Alaska in the 19th century,” Elizaveta said. “My mom’s fa...ily came over at the time of the Revolution. What about your great-grandparents, Clarissa and Jocelyn?”“All of mine died before I turned ten,” Clarissa said.“I still have two great-grandmothers,” Jocelyn said. “My great-grandfathers died in 1976 and 1979. Mike, are your grandparents from Chicago coming to your wedding?”“They’re on the list I gave to. I suck gently on her clit now. She is so close I can feel it. I stop licking for a moment and tell her how I feel. “God I am so hard again. I love eating your pussy and I want you, no I need you to come on my face, Sarah, baby. Come for me, baby, I want to swallow you as you come just as you do for me. Come in my mouth. Please” . Her reply is a long agonised groan of desire. She is pushing back hard against my hand and the two inserted digits. I start to lick her clit again in the same rhythm. Bald-fright wig nightmares. Please-don’t-hurt-me nightmares.She soothed me, calmed me, and held me until I sobbed myself back to sleep. Then she stayed there in bed with me the rest of the night. So that was over. We both referred to it as the night we slept with each other. I needed to remember I’m her boss. Hell, maybe I’d make her my partner.We had to come up with a cover story for why she was with me. We decided we needed something reliable, so I called up Simon. He’s still in town, still. She took a few moments, then said, ‘Do you promise that it’s just dinner?’ Mike looked confused. ‘What else would it be?’ he asked. Chrissy sighed in frustration, ‘I don’t know! I just know that I can’t handle any more than dinner right now. I’m still stunned that you are here and my mind is all messed up and now you want to go out and I don’t know what it is that you really want and I don’t know why you are really here and why you picked Chicago and I’m not sure if I can handle all of this!’.