What was it about this guy that set him apart? He was not some Greek god with huge shoulders and a physically imposing demeanor. He seemed to be in go...d shape, but was not the god type. But boy, could he kiss! He definitely deserved an A for that effort. I giggled as I remembered it. It was impossible not to feel his hard on pressing up against me. I even rubbed myself against it. Damn! I could feel the heat in my panties and the fact that my nether regions were swollen with more blood than. “You’ve got to help him create new memories to kind of overshadow the old stuff the bad stuff. It’s the woman’s job; I know you know that.”“I guess, and I am trying. I’m thinking of pulling a ‘Bea’,” said Marian.“Huh?” she said.“You know proposing to the guy. Time’s gotta be right, but soon, hopefully,” said Marian. “You know for a guy who’s as strong as he is in so many ways, when it comes to her...”“You best be right about the timing on any proposal unless he’s the one making it. But as to. This man influenced so many fetishes of mine; I'm not sure if I consider it a curse or a blessing. As high school as this story sounds, my best friend at the time cheated on her boyfriend with him and I was kind of the one who let him know that he should never allow himself to be mistreated.After a few months, he fell in love with me. I kept him in the "friend zone" of course because--ya know--he lost his virginity to my best friend; however, he persuaded me that he really wanted me and I saw. He was still trying to kill the Samutz as I pulled him back."Polanski followed true to form. "That can't be. Nobody can do that."Carl said, "Mom, run the recording of us taking the ship." Wait Carl." I said, but a large screen came to life showing us approaching the damaged destroyer and pulling up in the boat bay. I had to leave and walked out to find something else to do.My mind was working on training and weapons systems for about three hours when the shaken men came to me. They had seen.