"In a hidden cave, with HIM," Rodney explained, pointing one of his spears at Dylan, "and they were doin' naked stuff, George. He had his face between... her legs!"George stepped up to Dylan. "That true, Dylan? Ya givin' aid and comfort to the enemy?" He got close to the other boy's face and took a sniff, wrinkling his nose. "Hmp." Then he stepped back. "Well, 'round here we don't have a fancy cage to stick y'all in, so you, missy, will join me in mah hut here while we have a talk. Rodney, grab. Fortunately I used Eddie as a crutch. Now I don’t know what I’ll do without him,” Maurine said.“You could make up for all that time you were being the good mom. Maybe a part time job as an exotic dancer,” I said with a laugh.“Right, I don’t think anyone would pay me for that,” she said.“I don’t know. I hear teenagers, who have all the money in the world these days, love older women,” I said.“If I do I’ll have to hire you as a business manager,” she said with a giggle.“That’s an idea, but I have. Yes. I am in the coming life never-ending planet right now. The Elysium or Elysian fields even. While Stian smooches and snogs me, he slithers his right hand straight into my roseate-colored panties and strokes and brushes and fingers my yoni. My God! This is so tasty and delectable. I love it. So, so, so, so very much indeed.Stian is so close to me right now that I can feel his John Thomas go erect and rigid in his snug, comfy underwear. He is clothed in nothing but a basic pitch-black shirt. I no longer ran around naked and I stopped barging in when I came to a closed door, but something else also changed in the house. Jane started being careless. It seemed like once a day I was accidentally seeing some bare tit, or she would bed over and give me a beaver shot. I told my wife she should have a talk with Jane, but she laughed and said that Jane just needed to get used to being around us just like I had to adjust to having Jane around.Then came the fateful day that my wife's company.