I figured that I should at least have some idea of what you do for a living. But that's enough work talk for today. What do you do when you're not wor...king?" You mean, when I'm not teaching, preparing lectures, doing research, writing, or something else work-related?" She looked upward in an exaggerated pose of deep contemplation. "Well, I do hit the club circuit once in a while, in between evenings trying to write the next great American novel," she said dryly."And how's that going for you?". She smiled because if she tried to scratch her itch, it would look like she was trying to get herself off with her fingers. Face down on the flamingo decorated beach towel, she tried to rub her crotch into the shell-free sand. The condo had imported several tons of the fine grained stuff from a clear clean island in the Gulf just for the pleasure of the paying customers.The deeply tanned man at the poolside bar could clearly see Camryn's ass cheeks clenching and opening as she worked out the. In this case, her husband had abandoned her, leaving her free to pursue her own affair. He couldn't detect any negative effect on Bill, and decided to say nothing.What did attract his attention later on was the somewhat subtle change in Bill's attitude not long after he moved into his new quarters. He seemed less upbeat and more absorbed in his work. When he learned that the Therriens were back together again, he realized the cause. He wanted to comfort his son, but he didn't know how. He could. “Come here and lay across my lap.” I crawled on to the bed and lay across his lap, thinking I was about to get spanked like yesterday. Uncle got into his toy box and I heard the sound of a rubber glove. He poured some lube into his hand and ran his fingers in circles around my asshole. He moved slow and deliberate, taking his time to easily insert a finger. “We're gonna start your anal training tonight too. He pulled a small plug out of his toy box along with a syringe that was filled with.