Yet life went on. Since everyone was a survivor, the word and the concept disappeared from the culture. Life went on.For the new generation, the energ...es of the day were directed at dismantling the great civilization that had immolated itself. Reclamation and recycling of all of the detritus was an economic boom. Science and industry had continued forward in fits and starts through the decades, and solutions proposed fifty to seventy years ago came to fruition, just a few decades too late for. I also noticed that the dull ache in my scrotum area was gone, and it was then that I discovered that I had that ache throughout the 30 days (or at least the last 20) but had gotten used to it, so I assumed it wasn't there anymore. Only after this session did realize it was probably there most of the time during this challenge.Conclusions:I proved that I can abstain from masturbating for not only a week, but for a month! I felt that I could have even continued abstaining if I desired. I figured. He had thought himself lucky to become her new boytoy when he was younger, and now he felt like he was being put out to pasture. Especially when he got volunteered to babysit the eight year old granddaughter of his wife’s best friend. Naturally, Gloria hadn’t been content to just go away with her husband, she’d had to invite along her friend and the friend’s husband as well. Gloria and Martha were out shopping, as usual, and Martha’s husband George was on the golf course. As usual. Their. I just slipped on a cute Santa's Girl dress John found last year. I looked in the mirror. I looked and felt like a christmas bitch slave! I stepped out side and passed the beer table. Half of what I put out was gone. I passed a corner to discover they were all drunk playing poker. “There you are honey” John wrapped his arms around me and pushed me to the floor. “You rotten good for nothing SLUT” he screamed. I guess i'll have to punish you for this. He climbed ontop of me and flipped me onto my.