Receiving a nod, he continued, “If it isn’t too late, may I have a bath in my room and your assistance?”“Of course, my lady,” Beatrice told ...her, indication that her disguise had been penetrated. “I’ll bring watered wine while we wait for the water to heat, and I’ll ask my uncle to help me bring the tub to your room. I could ask our laundress to see to your clothes while you bathe, and I could loan you something until they are dry.”Almost overwhelmed by the kindness, Monica, slipped from her. ”“Kids are OK. They ask questions, but they aren’t bigoted like adults.”“I’m sure Jesse will have plenty of questions for you. He’s three going on thirty!”“Is that your oldest son?”“Yes. He’s a real handful.”“Like his dad, then?” she teased.“You have no idea,” I chuckled.We got to the car and I put her bags in the trunk, then returned the cart to a machine in the parking lot. I pulled out of the parking spot, drove to the gate, paid the fee, and headed north on Cicero Avenue towards the. I felt myself starting to get wet just from thinking about it. My hand was getting wet with his precum as I continued to stroke his cock. I so wanted to pretend like I dropped something just to have an excuse to go under the table just to try fitting his cock in my mouth. Jim’s cock started to throb and I knew he was about to cum and I kept going. I really had no idea how he and my husband were carrying on a conversation but they were. They were talking about sports I realized and chuckled. I should have figured it out sooner. I let my ego get in the way, thinking I was so much smarter than Tremont. Shit, even knowing what they were capable of, I almost let us become their victims. I thought I was in control because they never directly told me to do anything. They knew that I would do about anything you asked so they just relayed what they wanted through you. The drug must have made me question what you wanted even less than usual.”“Oh, Jesus! Honey, I am so sorry, I was going to.