Rocky: Hmm, I do smell her perfume. Nice touch.Me: Thank you, Sorry but bringing you home right now would spoil our future plan if my wife sees us.Roc...y: I know, let’s go to the back-road area.Me: Yes, by the way, she agreed, and also I will have her all dolled up for you.Rocky: That’s like my boy.Rocky took the car to another secluded place which was quite dark and switched off the car headlights.Rocky: Now put on the lipstick quickly.Me: Seriously?Rocky: You want to see my dick or not?Without. All alone in the dark, I had nothing to do but contemplate my future, and relive my past. It was the night after Tom Alexander’s visit that he came back. That voice that I couldn’t place. This time I could at least see the shadow of him. I was awakened by my bed light coming on. Fixed to the wall above my bed it bathed the bed in light but left the rest of the room in shadow. After it came on, I looked around but could see no one. Then came the voice from the corner of the room.‘Hello Bobby,. Amber slides up beside me, wearing oh my - she's only wearing one of *your* shirts I'm feeling rather naughty tonight. I hope you're down to play with meI can tell we've got your attention we saunter over to where you're seated. My thin shirt revealing my figure, I know you're watching my every bounce. I like it :) My hips sway back and fourth, playfully exaggerated, and Amber catches you starring at me she bends forward, allowing you a glimpse down her shirt and she blows a kiss.I slide up to. A weaker man would have broken.) Kathryn giggles aloud then she whispers to Misty. I could eavesdrop on my wifes thoughts but eavesdropping is impolite, and telepathy takes a little mental push either to hear or to say. Without that mental push, a thought is like a whisper from across the room. Sure if I am touching Kathryn, it is like a whisper in my ear. The two of us are discovering all this as we go along. Most people do not think very loudly, the energy for your inner voice. I am beginning.