I am sure the walls vibrate. Gradually the second orgasm subsides and her sweat covered body lowers downonto a very dishevelled towel. Amy is well and...truly spent. Gently I retractthe vibrator, switch it off, and lay it at her side. She looks at me with avery satisfied expression, mouths ?thank you', and closes her eyes contentedly.She needs a rest before we move on. Quietly I stand up, my legs stiff fromkneeling all that time. And yes, something else is quite naturally stiff aswell. But my. “I have only small pieces that do not go together. Let us go back to where we were before. Show me more of how money system work, let me go on myself from there.”So we did. He was right for his way of learning; give him the grounding, let him tie it together for himself. I went back to basics, and we started moving forward again. I have absolutely no idea how he does it, and he can’t tell me, but if I teach him the underlying principles he can extrapolate tremendously from there to the implied. He sounded like your garden variety L.A. kook with an axe to grind. I was sure the reporters would laugh him off. Sure they wouldn't bother doing the routine check on who his wife was... There was no connection between me and Harold outside the files in Sacramento... I'd used my maiden name exclusively ever since I came to Hollywood.And they did laugh him off... up to a point. Up to the point when the big lummox stopped sniveling and started naming names and dates and large sums of money paid. ” “But I’ve slept with you so often and now we’re having sex and I’m staying the night.” Once more, we laughed, before holding hands and heading downstairs to the kitchen. Gemma’s parents had seen me on many occasions but as we opened the kitchen door and entered the room, there was a moment of stunned silence and look of incredulity on her parents' faces as they saw us. Gemma’s parents sat side by side along the length of the table, with Gemma’s mom (Mandy) closest to the door and Adam.