... but a rule is a rule. I don’t want to get knocked up.”I heard what she said, but I was way past the point of no return. I wasn’t about to pu...l out for a stupid little rule like that. Luckily, an alternative was at hand. I had always wanted to try anal, but my late wife would never allow it. Suzanne, on the other hand, reacted happily when I re-aimed and pressed against her bunghole. Lubrication was flowing everywhere, and I slipped in easily.Suzanne sucked hard on Angelo, and grunting. Nena stroked herself per Constancia's instructions, trying to convince herself that it would soon be over, that this nightmare would end. While the other part of her, the part of her she still didn't quite understand, was slowly falling under their collective spell. Consuming her total being. Nena was so aroused that she now longer was able to think clearly. All she was aware of the pleasure. The sweet pleasure of almost letting go ... totally letting go to what she was, yet scared to face what. Best we part."Their hands were entwined and their heads close together."Cassie, my darling," Ged urged. "Why don't we give it some time? Separate for a while and see if your feelings change? Please?"She shook her head. "It won't work, Ged. You'd be looking over your shoulder and you'd never move on properly. We need to be free to move on. So let's just admit defeat and part as friends."All the feelings Ged had while on tour returned in intensity, that hopeless, yawning hole in his heart. His. It is a lazy day. Jake is reading this really weird book he found on the shelves. It is called Trout Fishing in America, but I gather it has nothing to do with trout or with fishing. Jake says it is proof that some 'cool dude' was in this house decades ago as the book has been out of print for a long time. He is laughing as he reads so I guess I will have to read it. He even says there is a tie in between the book and what I am doing. Like I say, it's weird.Yesterday was a bit strange too. Jake.