My wife in the mean time had been quiet and distracted as if still deep in thought over the subject.Wednesday night I arrived home from work and calle...d to my wife as I entered the door. She called back from the kitchen for me to grab a shower as everything would be ready shortly. I assumed she was meaning dinner but was I going to be surprised by what was on the menu. I went to our room and undressed and then to the bathroom for a quick triple S, shower, shampoo and a shave. I walked back into. The voice returned saying yeah dude I got the shit now. I tried to open my eyes but they were just too heavy. I could hear soft voices but couldn’t make out what was being said. I felt a hand at the back of my neck and a glass at my lips the voice saying drink this. I moved my head away and the voice said come on take a sip you have to drink this. The glass was pushed again to my lips and I drank, tasting what tasted like water downed tequila. A voice was saying what was that man? The other. “ But somewhere in the back of her mind, she sort of wanted his manhood to continue being displayed in rigid arousal. But she did not want Joey to feel at all embarrassed about his butt being buck-naked, nor cocky of his endowment, nearly as large as his father’s had been, and with his growth spurt still before him. She tried to put aside her thinking about his member - arousal, cock, rigid, spurt; goodness she thought to herself, that was getting far too sexual. But then she realized that. "I'd be taking advantage." Don't be stupid." I mean it." Gregory Hollands. If you don't stop being a silly old woman I shall ... I shall ... I shall do something very nasty." Fiona, don't you ever stop to think what happened to you?" All the bloody time," Fiona hissed and pushed Greg against his bedroom wall. "All the time, Greg. That's why one night, I want to not think about it."Greg gulped. "But you can't pretend it never happened." I don't want to pretend it never happened, I just want to.