‘It’s ok baby,’ I said softly. ‘People can do things for other people without asking for anything in return. Unconditional love does exist in ...his universe.’ I lifted her hand off my thigh and put it over the money, holding it there until I felt her fingers curl to take the paper. I traced the line of her tear with my finger, from her high cheekbone to her jaw, somewhat surprised that her face felt rougher than the silky smoothness of her thigh. She swiftly grasped my wrist and returned my. Yes I am blessed to have a woman that is able to keep sex in the bedroom and allows me and the lucky men that I let use her to call her filthy names and treat her like a pig whore. As long as I also make love to her just her and I alone on other occasion's, because we do love each other very much. So to the point of the story! We have a married friend that we have let use her anytime he want's too for about six years now and I was telling him about this and how much she love's getting suddenly. I could argue with myself that I didn’t deserve this but I did. Being tired is never an excuse to question him or to refuse to do a set task, but today the brat reared her head and that was that.The look came out, then the order and now here I knelt, waiting for him and his displeasure.I could hear muffle sounds from the bedroom for a few minutes before the bathroom door open.“At least you can follow some orders.” I half opened my mouth to make some smart reply but snapped it shut; I was in. After the rains stopped the sky got that brilliant blue of remembered fall days. I raked up a pile of leaves from the litter on the driveway and burned them, just for the smell. So many of our memories have olifactory links. (besides, once the fall rains hit, the wet layers of leaves would make tires slip on the driveway slopes as if they'd been greased).On nice days after the first frost I walked a path just inside the fence line. All the bugs were gone for the year. The wetlands and spring.