"Indeed they were. Penny's eyes continued to move back and forth, and her eyelids were starting to droop as she felt herself falling into the familiar... arms of hypnosis. And all the while, she heard the steady sound of her Mistress's pen.Click ... click ... click..."Deeper ... you feel so tired ... as your eyes move back ... and forth..."Click ... click ... click..."The wonderful thing about this sound, though, is that you can close your eyes ... yes, close your eyes ... and still hear it .... I am her husband. For the last three years running, my buds have come over and watched thegame at my house. It stands to reason considering that I have the widescreen flat panel T.V. , not to mention the hottest wife of the group. That Sunday morning Heather slept in. She got out of bed just a fewminutes before the guys were to show up. She got up, showered and then gotdressed. She put on her usual short shorts and t-shirt. She didn't wear abra or panties around the house when it was. Neither Marine noticed his action.Time slowed. Robbie knew he had to act with a singular focus. He slid the barrel up Todd's torso. He pulled the trigger somewhere high in the solar plexus. When he felt the barrel slip between a pair of ribs, he pulled the trigger again. Nudging the dying man over, he whirled and fired one shot at Brady, it entered the Marine's neck. Brady crumpled trying to staunch the blood flow. Robbie knew better than to take chances. Stepping forward, he fired once into. But we never made it out on the town. He spent the night sitting on the couch yelling at the TV, and I spent the night, my rugged body stripped naked, on all fours between his spread legs, licking out his sweaty ballbag and chowing down on his fat stalk. Since then, although I still dig chicks, and have no interest in other guys, I find it hard to resist whatever kinky shit Rob comes up with - the more emasculating, the harder it seems to make me. I don't know how long we can keep it up.