I had a incredibly strong orgasm thinking about how much I loved this man. I fell asleep soon after, but still dreamt about him all night. When I woke...up in the morning, I still couldnt get him out of my head. I couldnt wait to see him again. The next day, he called me saying he wanted to see me again. I again agreed without hesitation and we agreed for him to meet me at my place. He arrived around 7pm and we once again sat on the couch and talked for hours. Soon after 10pm, he finally brought. "Not really."His mother closed her eyes, then opened them. "Joan said that today was the first time you... did this. Is that true?" Yes," Sam said."Why?!" Caroline demanded, then before he could answer, said "Never mind. I know we've all been under a lot of stress... and with your illness... anyway, I'm sure we can figure this out. I'm going to call a man I know tomorrow. He's a therapist. I want you to talk to him. Joan, too." I'll talk to him, if you want me to," Sam agreed quietly. "But. " Who were you originally?" That's another really interesting question, Bob. I only wish I couldtell you, but I just can't anymore. I really don't remember with anygreat certainty any longer, not that I even consider something sotrivial to be of any great importance." You should." I don't really see why. When I first woke up after being struck bythat lightning, both Angie and Arnie were in my mind constantlyarguing with each other about something now totally irrelevant. Asthey continued. I could feel my clit rub against his heated head. If there was anyone in the next room at the time they would be able to tell our equipment was well lubed because of all the squishy and soft sounds our love box and stick made. In a matter of minutes his eyes began to roll to the back of his head. "You are gonna fucking cum for me you little cheating bastard!" I grunted at him. I reached down and slapped his face. Our juices were flowing freely as I felt my entire crotch and thighs dripping.