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I told her about being in that place between sleep and wakefulness. I talked about my vision of Lancelot.
She playfully slapped me on my chest and said, "You were fucking me and dreaming of my Lancelot."
I said, "Yeah, he was wearing full armor, like a medieval knight. His dick was in armor but you were sucking it anyway."
She giggled and said, "That's silly Luke." She paused and said, "I sucked you silly. Kay will be proud of me." She giggled again. It was another play on words.
I asked, "Do you think we will need a session with Kay when we get home?"
She asked, "Are we still having our truth time?"
I said, "Yes."
She answered my question, "I don't have any bad feelings about this trip. I haven't had the slightest qualm about what we have done and I haven't been fearful for our relationship. I won't need to see Kay but I might want to see her just to brag a little." Linda giggled. She said, "Kay is a friend. She has helped us. A moment later, she asked, "Will you want to see her?"
"I think," I said, "The things you have just mentioned, show that our relationship is evolving. I don't want this swinging thing to get out of hand. I don't want us to drift apart, even the slightest bit. Truthfully, I think I might have enjoyed Michelin a little too much. Maybe both of us are having too much fun."
She illustrated her wisdom to me, as she does occasionally. She said, "I don't think we have a problem. Both of us are happy to end this five-day visit early. We will always come back together. Nothing is as good as, what is happening right now. Our need for each other will not diminish. I always feel so alone when I can't reach out and touch you. We are becoming more capable of allowing each other to have too much fun. I hope that is a good thing but I will be glad for us to visit with Kay if you think we should."
I thought. "This woman has her, little-girl-dumb-blonde, act down to an art but she is so intelligent. She thinks deeply."
We called Cook on the devil's machine. She sent food and drink. We lay there together until one thirty. We talked and touched one another and just enjoyed being together. It was such a nice way to spend the day.
To be continued...
