"With a look of dismay she chimed in, "What? You're only 37 and you can't tell me you don't keep in great shape because that much is obvious!" As sh...e spoke the words she gazed up and down my body to reiterate the point that she had noticed.Trying to remain modest, "Well I'm still single so I can't let myself slip completely."With that Julia stood up and stepped towards my chair. She reached towards me with both hands and grasped my bicep. As it turns out I do workout quite regularly and she. You have the tools to forget all of this and you and I will work this out. If telling me helps you, don't be embarrassed. It just causes me great pain to know what you've been through. I don't know how someone could treat a person they supposedly loved like this. You know now it wasn't love, right?" I asked."I know", she said, calming down wiping tears, "it was control ... Do you think you and I can ever be normal?" Allie, to me I never needed to know anything about your past, I was only. “Yes.”Mutti Frida looked at me. “What do you think, Willi?”“I don’t think we have any other options.”“Hmph. It’s not ‘we’ in this situation, Willi. It’s just Col and I who are at risk.” There was a sharpness to Mutti Frida’s voice, the tension creating an edge. I looked down at my half-eaten toast, somewhat shamefaced at including myself in their danger.“Mutti, that’s not fair.” Col leaned forward, her voice intense. “You know Willi would do anything for us.”Mutti Frida looked at Col, who held. Slowly, she eased her legs down on either side of him, forming a protective berth between her thighs where he might lie, their damp pelvises and drenched genitals caressing each other's lovingly."What a real man you are, Lover," she whispered. "I mean real... no fraud. God, I haven't cum like that in ages." You're just being kind," he said, wanting to hear more."No! It's the truth! Generally, I only pretend. It's easier that way... just to play make-believe, get them off quicker and finish.