However, she would get back to me within 24 hours with an answer, provided I could wait that long. Hell, yes, I could wait that long. I could wait lon...ger than that for the solution to our logistic problems!She was back the next morning with a larger panel, one large enough for a man to step through. A man who looked as human as I did stepped through the panel and held out his hand. I took it, and he said, "Good morning, I am John Haycock. Ms. Hobarth had told me the gist of your conversation. Tom and Ken went home and J came home with me. Our house is at the Jersey shore. My father left a 10 room mansion to my sister ,myself and my mother. J wont be lonely because my sister Hope will be there with her. My mother is going to Europe in July because she met a new man who she likes very much. That means there will only be the three of us. J knows that even though we are on R & R there cannot be any sex between us. I sure hope I can keep my side of the deal. I told J that Hope is bi. Her breathing a bit more shallow, still giving it the zzzz's and nipples erect; i swapped one beautiful 36DD breast for the other in quick succession before rubbing inbetween the cleavage; i was using every ounce of willpower not to just burst into her supple vagina with my modest 9in cockEven in her sleep she talks; moaning softly and now writhing gently with her hips to the action of my palm rubbing her puss."Greg" she whispers!! Who the hell is Greg??? So in c***dish revenge I whisper back. Rule number three was that you always came back to me.”“I remember,” she said. “I had a rule as well.”“You never said. Did that break rule one?”“No, because I learned it from you. My rule was that I’d never go out again until I was sure you’d recovered and were happy.”“Was I that bad?”“Mostly no, but I think you hid your feelings. In a way, you broke rule one, because you didn’t talk so much about what you learned.”“Rule one was about what you learned, not what I learned. I was scared you’d.