Today was sausage and homemade pancakesand they were great. Mike only had juice and grapefruit again. Hank leftwondering what tonight would reveal.Tha...t night was similar with a prepared meal, candles, wine and as usual,Mike drifting off to sleep. Luckily it seemed Mike had stabilizedsomewhat, not getting any more girly. Two weeks had passed and Hankthought he was turning the corner. He just didn't pick up on thesubtleties. Boy was Hank ever wrong. Mike realized there was nothing to do anymore. He felt a little dirty, he also felt a little naughty. They were gonnagive him shit for it, but at that moment he realized he didn't care. Hehad what, six points, fourteen more to go? He could have his fun ANDwalk away with at least some serious cash! He felt his mess on hisbelly, his chest and his hands. His skin felt every bit of the slimysubstance. His hand reached down to wipe a stream headed down his side.He lay there rubbing himself with his own cum for a moment before itdawned on. One has to leave as she has to be up early to open the house for the pool man. I make a note to call in to see her tomorrow. All these new accounts will all have to wait. I want Abbey to have her little bonus. Although they seem to be making their own magic, Abbey has now sitting close to Taylor on the same lounger, sharing the red wine.I continue multi-tasking but keeping a close eye on my prizes for the night. I throw in a few images of each other, in various themes to the other, based on. He started eating her pussy and stroking his dick. Andrea was giving direction, inspiring him, telling him how much she loved his mouth on her wet pussy. He licked and sucked her asshole with equal enthusiasm and they sunk to new depths of depravity. He shot his load on her feet and licked it off before going back to sucking her clit to orgasm. Andrea was grabbing the sheets and screaming bloody murder, her inhibitions had disappeared like David Blaine on a HBO special. Noah hadn't even.