See, with you I just do things out of the moment. And you can't plan spontaneity. But this session, I planed in advance, giving me the opportunity to ...carefully prepare the perfect environment." Looking at Ashley and me, he grinned."And I thought of EVERYTHING. To be honest, it felt good to fall back into old routines. This is what I used to do back in the day before ever session."Ashley went over to a steel frame and kneeled over it, resting her body on it. She was waiting on all fours for. She was trembling.“What was that about?” I asked her.“It will be alright.” She said, “I told him ‘No’, Bob doesn’t like to be defied but he’ll come around.”“What did he mean this shop runs a loss?” I asked. “We have six guys and they’re always busy.”“Oh, that’s just Diane’s creative accounting.” Delores said, “We run a loss on paper because we buy all our supplies through the main shop, sublet the building, even the vans through them. It’s some tax thing.”Suddenly, I knew.Cheating, lying,. I was happy, the Commune was happy. Yes, there were ups and downs, highs and lows, but nothing drastic. The worst of it was for the girls; there simply wasn't enough of me to go around and my dick was suffering from overuse and I was lucky if I could get a sustained hard on more than once a day and they hated those days were I would decree it was a 'dick free day'. Elizabeth got the short end here because she was the woman on the outside; her visits/orgies curtailed from once every couple of. Because he knew me so well, he sensed something was amiss when I walked into his home. I tried to deny it, but my life had been stress-filled for weeks, spinning out of control, and nothing I did seemed to set it right. Neither of us spoke as he took my hand and slowly led me through the kitchen and down the steps to his bedroom. At the last step, he stopped. He pulled me close and kissed me gently before we walked to the king-sized bed in the center of the room. It had been three weeks since.