"Thank you for the warning, but I really don't need it. Your employer knows that I am calling. She and I agreed to go by what you discovered. I want y...ou to find who really beat my wife. It can only clear me, since I did not do it," he said."That charge really shouldn't be of great concern to you. If it was a first for the two of you, and I assume that it was, then let her have the divorce. She can't prove you are the one who gave there the matching set of shiners. So go do a little anger. .But from now on, we will be." We exchanged smiles and hugged again, shutting off the webcam and grinding our hips together. ___JACK'S INTERRUPTION___ Laying on my bed and still naked, Candy and I were scanning through some lesbian porno magazines my dad had hidden under his bed. Our fingers were buried inside our pussies, and we were admiring the way the girls looked so sexy, while at the same time were enjoying themselves. I heard the door open, and was frightened that my parents were. I felt light headed and giddy, everything screamed 'Fuck-me', the dildos, butt-plugs and vibrators, the handcuff and ankle restraints, even the male blow-up doll for the discerning woman, complete with its plastic erection, 10 inches of air filled tube, I imagined it would be like trying to force a balloon inside.I picked up a black dong, modeled supposedly on some black guy, an impossible length and girth to accommodate, but laughable as it had been cored out to accommodate a mans cock, how he. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The conversation continued a while yet, but now about more mundane things and I found myself wondering why I’d not received the normal call from Chris or Jill. My paranoia flaring up slightly as we talked about all kinds of stuff.Callan and Charlotte finally left just after nine, and I’d still had no call from either Chris or Jill. And when my screen did finally light-up, the screen showed only ‘Gemma’. I looked up and spoke a silent curse..