I reach out, stretching my hands to the headboard. I hold tight, not tied. But your captive none the less. I can sense now that you have given me con...trol over your body. A control I will keep until you climax. Until your body is totally spent. I straddle your body. Work on your shoulders. The tenseness in my body is fading away. Relaxing. Knowing what you are planning. What we have been missing. I give you the control. Give you my body. My cock is lying on your back as I work your. ‘I would like you to join me for as much of this week’s folderol as you can. I need an ally.’ She beamed. ‘Sign me up.’ Sunny was home and joined us. I was confused and unsettled. She was likely the perfect person to talk with. ‘I’m starting to have second thoughts about the wedding,’ I said. Both their faces took on expressions of shock and horror. ‘No, not that. I’m having no second thoughts about the marriage, just the wedding.’ Their relief was almost comical. Then Sunny got a suspicious. I find the goggles and snorkels that have been provided and join her. The lagoon is teaming with life, colorful fish dart in and out of the coral, sea weeds off all shapes wave in the water and a sinister looking stingray slides across the sandy bottom. Suddenly a wall of tiny, almost transparent fish appears in front of us. As we swim towards them the school moves so that a hole appears and we pass through this curtain of life. The hole mends as quickly as it appeared and the school goes on. Of course, she needed to explain about John and the cocoon now on herbedroom floor. She hoped Fawn was ready to understand what that was allabout. It was going to be that long talk Pamela had hoped to put offfor a long, long time. That was no longer possible.Pamela looked at the silken cocoon. If it hadn't already begun, then itsoon would. Those alternating cycles of divisions and absorptionswithin it would inevitably result in the formation of a single newbeing - her next daughter. She idly.