Or at least, it was true that the kid was having trouble sleeping the last three weeks. But he never talked about it; whenever they brought it up, Wil...ie froze, like an animal in a spotlight. Herb wasn‘t really sure if it was the Brookwood woman‘s stories to blame…but what else could it be? Herb looked back at the house as he started the engine. From the outside, it was a looming heap. You’d never guess how nice it really was.“Are you going to hang onto that old thing the entire way home?”. I tell her it is no problem, it's just that I miss my ex-wife so bad I have to have some release and I wasn't up to the bar scene yet. She is nodding her head in agreement and says she is not ready yet either. Patty is just standing there looking down in a minute of awkward silence. She looks up at me and asks if she can watch me suck myself off again. While I was completely shocked, it only took a few seconds for a "HELL YEAH!" on the inside, but a "Well, I don't know?" on the outside. Now. He would skip his rations of French Toast that morning. It was just better to lie in comfort. He wondered if any more dreams would come to him.These dreams—about events that he hadn't thought about in so many years; why did they all come to him that morning? It had been a long time since his body felt as good as it did. It was free from all the nagging pains in his hips and knees and back to which he had almost become accustomed. He must have found the best spot on the mattress. He felt himself. We got to our room and unpacked for the two day stay. Since it was late afternoon we took a quick little nap then a shower before heading down for dinner. We ate in the restaurant downstairs and returned to our room to rest and relax. A TV movie while cuddled on the couch and then we were off to sleep for the night. Naturally Kim slept snuggled up to me in bed. I was actually getting used to having her sleep with me and I gave up feeling guilty about it.The motel had set us up with a private.