If I did manage to think of something else for part of the day - usually studying, but that became increasingly difficult too - she followed me into m...y dreams. Into raunchy, indecent dreams, that is, and more than once I woke up in the middle of the night with my heart beating like mad and my thighs so wet that I thought for a moment I had peed myself. I hadn’t been to the library once. I knew I should return her book, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. At first, I could have pretended that. " She told in delight."That's chilled me out," he revealed, "and the game's on soon, I'm going to go back upstairs to watch it. Here clean yourself up." He ordered her throwing her the towel he was just using to wipe his cock and balls with.Chrissy caught it and began to clean herself up."After you're done, I want you to get me a beer and start dinner." He commanded, "I feel like having chicken wings tonight." Yes, Sir!" Chrissy replied estactically.After he went upstairs, Chrissy turned to me,. So what do we do whendoubt starts to gnaw at us?" MORE POWER, SCOTTY!"shouted a half dozen people. Apparently it was acatch phrase of theirs."Exactly! We crank the game up another notch. The cruelty, the demands,shifting the rules around. Squashing that little voice in our head, likeslapping a mosquito. It lets us feel in control again. For a while. Butit's a self-perpetuating cycle, and it leads to bad, bad places. For thepeople we hurt, but for us too. In the end---if it progresses that. In fact I have never been so happy and settled since my marriage.Geoff showed me a website that they use to post photos and swap messages with other people. There were a several dozen photos of Angela and Geoff. There was also three video clips of about 5 minutes long of Angela & Geoff on the bed having sex. I most of the photos Angela was topless and wearing only stockings and suspenders. There was a lot of comments posted by other people.Geoff suggested I pose of some photos. Angela said that.