Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer, the pain was terrible, but there seemed no point in crying becaus... there was no one home to give sympathy. I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway. The telephone! Quickly, I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear.“Information, please,” I said into the mouthpiece. “That was a good start,” I told her after calming down. “You can say that again,” she replied with a chuckle. The rest of the day was spent in bed making slow passionate love and by the time Vicky brought back Cindy, we were both pretty well fucked. I was pretty sure Vicky could tell what we had been up to even though we had cleaned up. The women went into the kitchen to prepare dinner as Cindy and I retreated to the den so that she could tell me what they had been up to. The following weeks. More

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