That he believes she does not even know what she wants sexually, just a lot of attention and adoration. He tells Emma about what happened with Connie...and Subject J, which somewhat confirm a lot about Connie.Donald begins to elaborate, “I told you about them together at the club, how enamored Subject J seemed to be with Connie, and Connie’s attempt to contact her again afterward. There was more to it I found out.“Connie was rather good at arousing another woman, especially one who never had. “Walk on, turn left out of the door.”She walked ahead of me, following my instructions, to the trimmed path and then kept going. The swimming hole is only sixty yards from the cabin, but the trees and undergrowth kept the creek hidden until she was almost on it. She stopped and turned round, angry and screaming at me. She clearly hadn’t expected this.“No way! No fucking way! I am so NOT skinny dipping in a creek. You just want to get me naked and watch so you can jerk off, dickless. You’re a. 8. Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.9. I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.10. Bad decisions make good stories.11. You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment when you know that you just aren't going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.12. Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blu-Ray? I don't want to have to restart my collection ... again.13. I'm always slightly terrified. A wooden grid painted white and covered with intertwining vines with their flowers not yet in bloom ran up the full height of the house. “I’m not athletic,” I sighed. I grabbed the rungs and started my climb. Dress shoes didn’t have any grip so I tried to go as slow as possible. As the window neared, I made a conscious effort not to look down. “Just a few more feet and, there.” I was right next to the open window sill, now came the hard part. She stuck her head out the window and smiled..