And here we go again… for years now this has been what our sex life has been. She lived by a routine and that included our rare moments of intimacy....She would go down on me for a minute and then climb on top. It was quick, unimaginative, and boring as hell. Because I usually had to wait a month or two in-between, I was pretty much happy that anything was happening at all. And trying to talk with her about it turned into a quiet war and the time between intimacies would at least double. So I. I stood in the doorway mesmerized; watching her in amazed silence for several minutes. I think she knew I was there, but she paid no attention to me, concentrating only on the motion of the candy, into and over her pussy and clit. Soft gasps and curled toes giving away clues to the intensity of her self induced pleasure.I stepped quietly into the room, pulled of my shirt, unbuttoned my shorts, and crawled gently up onto the bed. Teagan opened her eyes and looked at me, bursting into playful. I accept Mrs. Patron’s wisdom but I also expressed my fears and concerns if we, you especially but me as well, returned to some of the destructive ways of the past. I told Mrs. Patron and Friend some of the things you and I talked about today. I can’t deal with that sort of behavior.” “Mrs. Patron’s friend remembered all too well how disturbed I often was back then, upset because of your ways with Greg and with me. That is when your name came up most, when we talked about some of those times. .. they stopped moving. I tried to wiggle them again, but couldn’t, it was like somebody had just chopped off all the control signals from my brain. It was a very strange sensation, since I could still feel everything.I tried to look over at Sarah to see if she’d connected yet, but I couldn’t do that either. My eyes wouldn’t obey my commands, they were just stuck, staring at my now stationary hand. I found I couldn’t even blink, no matter how hard I tried. Was it supposed to be like this? Had.