Associating with you and your son has already cost me the life of a loyal subordinate, and I’d rather not give anyone the chance to get in my way.If... I were to allow them to live, they would continue to try and kill you and Oath, and I’d have to clean up the mess, just like I’ve been doing since I found your son in that goblin den. The last thing I’d want is to capture the dungeon and then get ambushed by your brother’s henchmen when we’re too tired to fight back. I assumed you had forgiven your. He went upstairs and lay down on his bed, but the little bit of sleep he was hoping for wouldn't come. His mind was spinning with the strange turn of events the early afternoon had brought.The best he could do was reach that stage between sleep and waking. His body was in a restful stasis while his mind was flowing with sense memories. The patient tease of Nikki's lips and tongue as she hunkered beneath his desk. The feel of Rena's supple flesh, the scent of her arousal in his head.He finally. I was just laying there, waiting for any touch or feel of something. I'm not sure how long it was, but it felt like forever. After a while I heard the door close under the music. "Lisa? Are you there?" I asked. No response. I adjusted myself around the bed, hoping I might bump into Lisa. Nothing. After what seemed to be a lifetime, I felt a slight touch, a fingertip, it started at the tip of my cock, tapping the head a few times and gentling running down to my balls. Then the finger returned to. 27th, 2018Today, Aphasia kicked in so I FMLA’d and took a nap. When I woke up my right side from my face to my toes was numbish. I flipped. The only thing I could think was stroke. The only other thought I could think was “please let me die”, over and over again. I can’t manage if I lose the use of half my body on top of my other issues. I could still move, but I didn’t try to get my wife’s attention. She was in the other room. I was scared stupid, but If I was having a stroke I’d rather it.