I thought this was part of my birthday present so I did not question it. Than we fucked like jack rabbits. Fucking in several positions , she came s...everal times. Than she told me she had to go, but she would be back later.Decided to take a shower cause I knew we were going to dinner that night. While I was taking the shower, the real Tia came over. She had her own key. She came into the bathroom. I heard her come in. She said Happy Birthday stud and the next thing I knew she joined me. "You only married me for my rump. That's all you care about, isn't it? You lusted over it the moment we met and since. I caught you looking at it from day one."Then a final refrain: "Cully's not a tit man."She grabbed a hand off the steering wheel. "You can spare this, we're going what about 10 miles per hour? Christ already." She dug it in and set it right. She was accurate, it was sopping in there. Rich, thick, hairy, a mess. She moved it about. "THERE! Right there, boy. I'm going twice,. Was waiting for me and we had lunch together. She had made me a lunch. It was mostly mac'n'cheese and some pieces of cold chicken and an apple. Oh, and orange juice. She told me to eat that all in the first fifteen minutes of lunch, and to make sure I went to the bathroom before I started the test again. She was big on bathroom breaks, too.So that's what I did.First after lunch was a whole bunch of questions about Moby Dick, which I thought was kind of a simple story about obsession and how it. “We were! ... Talking, I mean!”“Sure. I believe you,” he retorted with an expressive eye roll.Sarah was about to go off on him, when she noticed the twinkle in his eye and the hint of a smirk on his face. “You’re terrible!” she exclaimed and punctuated it by tossing a green bean at him.He laughed. “Guilty as charged,” he admitted before taking a drink of his soda. Glancing back over at her, he changed the subject. “So, have any of our visiting celebrities headed out yet?”Sarah nodded. “Norah.