- Now, my dear, I want you to take, actually, to be blessed with my gift! I want you to show your pleasure and your gratefulness to me, as well, with ...aking in you all what I will release from my stomach. – Desperate protesting moaning came from down below her. - Yes, I knew you will be satisfied by my gift! And, please, pay attention! No drop, no piece out of your mouth! We must not pollute that nice floor! OK? – Another more desperate moaning came from the helpless man. - Thank. .. you know...” Desi was blushing.“No one’s going to notice if once or twice a week you disappear into my room for a little while,” Joan giggled. “Just don’t leave a wet spot in my bed unless you plan to stay the night and sleep on it.”“That opens all kinds of possibilities,” Beca said, kissing our lover on the cheek.“Hey, this might be too embarrassing for a lunchroom conversation,” Rachel said, leaning in and dropping her voice. “But we need to be able to talk about these things with each. "Can you give me a lift?" Annie said, stepping up and perching one hip on the passenger's seat. She had the same wrinkled forehead and her perched lips suggested she had more to say. "I don't want any of them driving me home, they might get ideas."She was not quite in the cab, awaiting my answer. "Even if they didn't, get ideas, they would tell the others they did; you should hear them talk sometimes." She looked at me, expectantly as if I was her only chance to get home safely."How far?" I. I generally just said whatever I thought. This was the first time in a long time that I wished I'd been a little less "me" and thought before I spoke. So I put on some sweats and drove to the gym. It was too cold to run outside, but we had a YMCA with a beautiful indoor rubberized track, so I put in a few miles on it. Then I went swimming. I was reminded I was still out of shape.When I got back she was clearly relieved."What's wrong?" I asked."I thought you went away mad," she said."I went away.