All alone, by myself. Heaven! I walked into the bedroom and was met with a sight that remained burned into my retinas for years. It’s been over five... years now but if I try real hard, I can still see my wife on the bed, her legs spread and a man laying on top of her and moving up and down between her legs. There was remarkably little sound but I do remember the little rhythmic squeak the bed made as he bounced up and down. I remember it was eek, eek, eek, or something like that. That sound, like. It was only when I laid down in my bed did I finally snap back into reality.“Fuck. My. Life,” I mumbled. The sweet escape of slumber couldn’t even rescue me this time because I had to meet Izzy tonight at midnight and if I missed that then I’d be in even deeper shit then I already was. So I shut the lights off and stared at the clock as it slowly ticked away until my hour of reckoning arrived. Once my clock read midnight I rolled out of bed and crept out of my room, up the stairs, and into. This part of your, let’s say, ‘Education’ is touchy and needs delicate attention.” And with that she gave me a real look around wide grin. “You are to become the master of making us delirious, you lucky. And with a twisting arm up your butt you’ll end up the supreme lover. Imagine it. Be Patient. Don’t you realize how painful this would be if we weren’t helping defray that somewhat. No other human could possibly stand this much intrusion. Otherwise, if it weren’t for us doing it you would die. "Mae grinned and spun around, grinding back into his lap for a moment, whipping her long red hair past his face, then lifting before he could respond. It was exciting, wondering what she would do next. Her movements increased to double the tempo and she spun, slid back, stepped forward and spun again. Neil watched in rapt appreciation for her thin form. Her moves were still a little rushed or hesitant, although Neil suddenly got the feeling she'd practiced over the afternoon. When she slid back.