The Franklin's came into the room holding each others hand. Mr Frankiln was still in his work attire and Sharon was in a singlet top and short flowery... skirt. They looked very much like any other suburban couple.I explained to them about differing therapies that are too detailed and unwarranted for this story before asking them a few pertinant questions."Mrs Franklin," I asked, "Do you really want to stop behaving the way you do?"She chuckled to herself in a tone I'd describe as antagonistic.. "Are you shocked?" she asked. "Maybe you would like to leave now?" "No way I'm going to abandon a hot babe like you, Julie!" was my response. Her hand began to squeeze my cock. I felt nigh unto bursting. "Julie, I have to confess I've been searching for a place like this and a babe like you. You've found some one who appreciates your charms." She was by now rubbing my cock head, driving me wild with desire. I wanted to shove my tongue down her throat in a passionate kiss and feel her buns in my. " Milly began. Here it comes. I even screwed this up... I thought, closing my eyes. "It took you long enough." Her voice echoed in my ears, stunning me. I felt my eyes fly open as I stared at her. And, to my shock, she was smiling. "I thought you were never gonna' tell me for real." she said, her ethereal face glowing. "You... you already knew?" I stammered, utterly confused. Behind me, Debbie laughed. "Of course she knew. We both did." she said, chuckling. I was flabbergasted. "You... y-you. I blushed and replied with a quiet, “Thank you.” Then turned to sit on a cushioned bench, my legs having gone a bit weak at this handsome man’s smile. He pulled out another camera from his bag, placed it on a tripod and after fiddling with it a bit returned to snapping pictures with the first camera. A little closer than most of his other shots it seemed. “Is something wrong?” I asked, a little nervous at his new proximity. “What? No, no, everything is fine. Why?” “I just don’t remember you.