‘It’s late. I didn’t realize how late it had gotten before I left, I’m sorry.’ He took the cool washcloth from her forehead and set it on th... nightstand beside the bed. She rubbed her eyes and stretched her arms out once more before letting out a yawn and letting herself fall backwards into the bed, her head landing, once again, on the pillows behind her. ‘It’s fine. Are you coming to bed?’ ‘Well…’ he started, with a faint smile and leaned in to give her a quick peck on her cheek before. . Thismust be what's left of the human I subsumed? The resistance to myunderstanding English and this stupid 'cigar'? you call it? This must bethe last bits of him disappearing?"The doctor goes to hand me a lighter and with that move of his. I lookat him like he has gone nuts."No you don't light a cigar with a lighter. You light one with a match!"I informed him.After Becky translates for me. He looks at me more thansurprised..."Well she is right on that one. A true cigar person usesmatches. You see, my name is Chris, and this is my tale of how that happened to me.It all began back when I was naïve and young. Right out of high school at the ripe old age of eighteen, I married my high school sweetheart, Jessica.We were on top of the world, and Jessica was the love of my life. She was the woman who melted my heart, and I had the rest of my life to enjoy how happy she made me.Jess and I worked out a way to finish our education. I worked full time for a construction company that. He took a deep breath. ‘Did you fuck anyone’ ‘That’s what I was about to tell you. Sorry. Then I laid down and the girl they were using before was laying there next to me. She fondled my breasts and gave me a kiss. She thanked me for blowing her boyfriend. She said not many can make him finish like I just did… we giggled when she asked how my nose was… Then I had a cock in me… no kiss, no foreplay… just a huge cock inside me. Good thing I was wet and ready. Kissing this girl was a big help. we.