" "You make me laugh." She smiled. "At least I know you enjoyed it." "I loved it, you are the best I have ever had." "Really, darling, I'm not so i...secure though it is sweet of you to say that." "Monica." Ethan looked into her eyes. "You truly are the best and the way we fit together feels like perfection." Monica cupped his cheek and stroked her thumb along his jaw before sliding her hand down his neck and along his shoulder. Caressing his bicep, then placing her hand over his heart as she. Her friends were almost all divorced women. She will be put in a situation where guys would be taking chances on her. I imagined her drunk being dragged to some sleazy hotel to be fucked by a bunch a guys taking turns. I would pay so that situation could happen in real life. On the same time I ashamed myself for fantasying that.She returned earlier than expected. I was in kitchen eating. Apparently nothing happen, but she was a bit drunk. She asked me to take a real conversation with her. "A. But anal penetration requiredspecial preparation. It seemed that many women did enjoy this form ofintercourse, but care and patience were required. The externalappearances were something ten days ago I sought to achieve. Now Irealized I would need to modify my body, more specifically I'd need tocreate a means of allowing someone to enter my body.I shook with this thought. Seeking to understand why I dressed hadturned to a major new sexual activity. I was really late now. I went tothe closet and. Those thoughts stopped, now I was thinking of how Jayne would look, nude, open, welcoming different lips on her breasts, a different penis into her body. Damn Jerry for putting that idea into my head! Did it happen? ‘NO!’ my emotional mind shouted, ‘NEVER!’ ‘Ah,’ a more rational mind suggested, ‘ah, but it could have happened. It really could have.’ Would I ever know? I drove home, feeling uncertain, shaken to my core. ‘But it’s over nothing,’ I kept telling myself. ‘She’d never do something.