What shall we do?” John threw the covers back, smirks, and growls, “You know damn well what I want to do! Now, remove that damn nightie of yours, ...I don’t know why you wear it to begin with, it never stays on you! I’m going to bury this cock so deep in that pussy of yours that you will see stars!”I throw the nightie on the floor, lie on my back, spread my legs, and point a finger at him. “Hey baby, come here, and fuck me!” We make love well into the night. Since John is off the next day, we. It got even worse when Randall was informed he had to give up his room for Grandfather’s visit.They were both bitching up a storm when they proposed that Grandfather could use my room for his stay which from their perspective was a grand idea. The bitching started all over again when Mom shot that idea out of the water. Erin seemed quite happy that grandfather was coming.“Do you think he’ll speak Polish with me Barnim?”“You can count on it.”Seemed that our conversation inflamed tensions at the. The bar. The shelved wall behind it was completely empty. Elliot had a brief and terrifying/comical image of Tommy chugging the entire contents of those shelves. He shook his head. Nah. But just in case…Elliot glanced at the bedroom door. It was slightly ajar and he’d figured if Tommy was in he would have come out when Elliot had been pounding on the door earlier. Or maybe he was really hungover. Elliot went to the door. He glimpsed what looked like Tommy’s naked body and…Elliot moved the door. “Absolutely serious,” I responded. “How would that be fun for you?” she asked. “For now, that will remain a secret, but all will be revealed in time,” I said. Then came another confession. “I have often pretended it was Derek fucking me, when we make love,” she said.“l love you dearly and can never get enough of you fucking me, yet I have never been able to get over the fucking Derek gave me,” she said.“I hope you can forgive me,” she said.“There is nothing to forgive, I had fantasies in.