. I’m sorry. There was no way to tell you this that wouldn’t be awful for us both. It was supposed to happen tomorrow ... But the best laid plans ..... I hope you can understand what I’m doing, even if I can’t explain it.”“No, I don’t understand a single thing. You’re breaking up with me, going away or something? Not going home? What’s this about? Because right now a million possibilities are floating through my head, and every single one is ... is a...”A nightmare... I couldn’t voice it, though.. This was like that, only better. She began to move more forcefully. ‘Oh my God. I’m getting fucked.’ It was such a stupid thing to say. He had often wondered what it felt like, on the other side. He had wondered what his wife was feeling as he pressed into her as deep and hard as he could, as he tried to split her apart. Often, she just lay there with her eyes closed — was it possible she wasn’t feeling anything? Now he knew what it was like to have a penis — albeit an artificial one — sliding. She then let me cover it up with the black satin hobble skirt that fit like a glove, showing off the shape of my ass perfectly. The hem ended below the knee with a back slit to mid thigh for walking, but it still forced me to take short steps, which was Am Amber's reason for choosing it.A burgundy semi-sheer surplice wrap blouse completed the basics perfectly, showing my cleavage and a hint of the black satin bra cups. A pair of 4 1/2" spike heel pumps (the highest I ever wore) belt, jewelry. I had given up. Joan pushed me this morning to have you on the show. I gave into my desire and told her to give it a try. She wanted me with you because it would be harder for you to say 'no' in my presence. I told her that you still might because you don't really want the limelight. Now, people all over the nation will see the hunk I'm trying to capture." She grinned.I said, "About that, I would hope you would be circumspect on the air."Eve said, "Wouldn't you tell people on the radio?" No. I.