Almost immediately, the fire faded, and Lisa lay gasping on the ground. She seemed to be healthy; her soft, creamy flesh undamaged. Finally managing t... sit up, she gazed at her trio of lovers and smiled at them.“God, that was good!” she said, her voice sounding young and refreshed. “I guess I’m pure phoenix, now. I have to die to regenerate.”She rose gracefully and walked over to drop down on her knees in front of Mac.“My darling Macario,” she whispered sweetly into his face. “You gave me such. Was I really ready for this, was I really ready to sit on another guys cock. He bent me over against the headboard of my bed and told me not to worry, he spat on his cock and then on my asshole, and placed his cock in my hole until the head of his cock had disappeared inside me. It was painful, beyond belief, I hadn't really expected it to this bad, he could see the pain in my eyes, and told me if I wanted to stop, No!!! I said. Slowly but surely he got deeper and deeper into my asshole, until. The muffled sound of a ringing cell phone broke him from his dark thoughts. He tossed a towel aside and dug the phone out of his sweatpants' pocket."Yo!" he said."Yo, yourself," Janie replied. "You sound out of breath." I bought an exercise machine," he fibbed. Actually, he'd bought a room full of them; weight machines, free weights, a running treadmill, exercise bike. All professional grade equipment, and he'd been putting it to use. "How's school?" I shipped the last of my dorm stuff home,". J. GoldbergWhat? No email and then this, what is it?I read it again.It clicked. This must be like those letters Thomas Jefferson wrote to that French chick. Or maybe Benjamin Franklin. I wondered if there was a direct quote in here. I whipped open my dictionary to be sure I understood everything he was saying.This was so much more thoughtful and personal than an email or IM. This was his way of saying we weren't getting divorced when I got back.The time and effort he put into creating this.