I jump as the warm sticky syrup is poured over my breasts and down my stomache. "Waste of honey" I tell you. "Oh no," you chuckle, "very tasty use of... honey," and then you stop speaking as you lave one breast, removing the honey with your rough tongue. "Goddamn it quit teasing me." I moan as both my nipples pucker under your attention. Suddenly you start down my stomache, following the honey trail, only stopping long enough to dip your tongue into my navel to trap the honey there, and it sends. You do need to get home and rest. I think we need to call the lawyer again, although that's probably going to have to wait till tomorrow, or even Monday." She touched a hand to my cheek. "We also need to talk about how to keep you alive till graduation," she said, her smile taking away some of the rebuke in the words. "Come on, let's go find Missy."One of the nurses told us how to find Missy's room. We just had to continue down the corridor, turn right and go to the fourth room on the left past. Since we'd become a couple, she was usually happy with me, but it always took on an extra depth when she was happy about something good happening to somebody else."Oh, Sis, I am sooo happy for you. AND Jason! Tell 'im I, us, we said 'Hi!', okay?" Pause. "Of course! I love you. Bye!"I looked at the broad grin on her face. "You look awfully happy," I said."The circle is almost complete," she said. "You know how I felt about poor Susan being the odd man out on our weekends together. Come the first. Lynn did say she was going to show him her breasts. Does she want me to walk in on them? Since my fantasies about my wife cuckolding me may come true, I do not let them know I am there, but enjoy the sights and sounds. Lynn and her new client are entwined on a love seat and I enjoy a good view without revealing I am watching. They are dressed which adds to the eroticism of the scene. Lynn is kissing Andrew passionately; he is lightly caressing the tops of her breasts. She has unbuttoned his.