The talk show hosts were dismayed that no representative was made available for the Sunday news cycle. We had long ago made the policy decision that w...e would not participate in the Sunday morning talk show armchair mud-slinging for ratings. As for Hanna Page and Marley Kendall because they had gone out of their way for us, we would gladly return the favor.Hanna had another exclusive. I answered her questions until our breakfast was delivered. Some of her questions were coming from her ear wick. A further two years later we knew that this wasn't going to happen and as they say, "everything had been taken away". This goes one of two ways, either the woman goes off sex completely or, luckily for me, she becomes extremely randy.Many discussion were had, often punctuated with wild shagging sessions, offers of a divorce were made and discounted and eventually we came up with a plan. We would become swingers, but how?At this point I must include that we had an adventurous (for the time) sex. ”“We said no sex in the house for a month, Hen. Who’s in there?”“You guys fuck all the time,” she replied. “With guests, by the way. So, yeah.”“Henrietta…”“There’s no one here. Good night. Do not disturb. Adios. Bon nuit.”She closed the door on her mother.“I’m getting your father!” her mother said from behind the door.“Oh, no, guys, stay,” Henrietta whined when she saw Bouki getting dressed in a hurry.“They’re onto you, chouchou, ” Bouki said.Malik was still in the bed about to get up. She ran. Lick me. Be gentle, but not too gentle.’ He lowered his face, and starting at the base of her slit, put just the very tip of his tongue on her. Slowly he moved up, hardly touching at all, until he brushed over the bead of her clit. Diane shuddered a little, letting out a sigh. He started back down, feeling the warmth of the delicate flesh, and as he reached the bottom of her lips again he tasted the tang of her. Diane’s wetness seeped onto his tongue, and he pushed in more to gather it all up..