It's not sexual." But... I can tell that when you do it, the more skin you lick, the moreand more you get turned on." That's true. But it's just an un...ortunate unwanted by-product. That's notmy purpose when licking you, and not what I hope to achieve. And, by theway, it looks like you enjoy being licked, too."I didn't respond to that."Anyway, you know, there's my body that works basically according to mysenses, and then there's my brain and my actions. By which I mean, it'spossible that my body. Lois had taken up sports and trained regularly, she played an enthusiastic game of Badminton. His gift of an exercise video one Christmas was appreciatively received and she used it – to visible good effect in the following months. The thought that Lois had taken up with Jan in some romantic assignation was just too daft to contemplate. She was the almost the antithesis of his ex-wife, Jan. Jan was competent in the kitchen and witty at the dinner table but usually regarded a computer as. If only… if only… There it is in their secret dark space, that rank interior just this side of hopeless, wolfishly unspooling, until they reach that inevitable, soporific release: a mere heartbeat of bliss. Would that it could happen. What might we do then?Let me tell you about the Tufts girl and the thing I couldn’t quite grasp—this parallel line my thoughts were following as we continued to ask and answer each other’s casual little question, passing time on the train; she was interested in. They’d been playing in the other room, I was busy putting something on the stove, when I heard loud voices and Amy crying. Stepping around the corner, Aaron had her doll, fiddling with it in the corner and Amy was sitting cross-legged on the floor, wailing at the top of her lungs, wanting it back. He, for what ever reason, had forcibly taken the doll. I stepped in as mediator and pulled him back towards Amy and asked him to return her doll. He stood there, ignoring me. ‘Aaron, give Amy her.