”“How long has La Chatte Heureuse been at the mansion?” I ask.“Just over five years. Before that, it was owned by some reclusive cult which be...lieved that the end of the world would occur in 2012. When it didn’t, the cult started to break up and the house was eventually abandoned. La Chatte Heureuse bought it for next to nothing and started setting up its exclusive operation in a wing of the house. Last year the owners decided to expand their operation to make use of the whole house and grounds.. “Daddy is there anything you need?” He stepped forward and reached out his hand which the general took. “Come sit a little closer and talk to me.” The dean said.Hardy sat next to the general with their thighs pressed tight against each other. He turned toward his silver fox and said, “Daddy?”The general reached over and for the first time caressed Hardy’s throbbing cock and wrapped his fingers around its shaft. “Yes son.”“I don’t want to talk.” He said as he leaned in and pressed his lips. Once he was all spiffed up he headed up to the Victorian style house and knocked on the door. My dad poked his head out and waved Tommy in.When Tommy saw me his eyes lit up and his smile spread across his face. He came up to me and enveloped me in a hug. My parents and sister awed. , Tommy put his mouth to my ear, whispered, "You are gorgeous, babe" and kissed the tip of my nose. He pulled away and looked at my dad. "So, where are you and your friends going to eat?" he asked.And with the. Saturday, 10 AM.Fiore's class was wearing me out again. The instructor yelled at me to reduce the poundage. I did, and I was able to work harder and longer. But I remembered Fiore's cautions about pacing myself. I remembered, but I tried anyway, and I paid the price with arms so sore I could barely turn the shower spigots on when I got home.Saturday, 1 P.M.Martha, Ronnie and I had lunch at a cheap deli. I ate two tuna fish sandwiches on rye and some potato salad and slaw and fries.Ronnie said,.