With each pulse I pictured the hot, sticky semen cascading from its tip and into my body and felt desired and attractive for the first time in many mo...ths. There was a long silence during which we stared into each other’s eyes as we recovered our breath. Paul’s erection softened rapidly within me then slipped out, leaving me feeling a little sad and empty. As if understanding this he kissed me gently on the lips for a long time then rolled alongside me. “Are you alright?” he whispered, his hand. The bus was not unlike a railroad passenger coach, only it was self-propelled. The bus had about a dozen other people on it. Lucy was one of those people. She was on her way to meet with Sonja to expedite better relations between the valley and New England. The four of us sat on a pair of padded benches that faced each other. The women peppered me about where I lived and the people of my times. Lucy also excitedly told us of the rapidly improving relations happening between the outlanders and. She told him she was staying over in town that evening and was wondering whether he would like to to join her for a couple of drinks. He agreed and they set the time for later that evening. She booked her room at her favorite guest house, told me she would be sleeping over and waited for the day to pass. Because she would stay over in town from time to time, she had a bag with extra clothes and toiletries in her car. After work she checked in at the guest house and then had a long bath. She. . lonely. So lonely.”Bernard had a glass or two of red wine in his system, but nothing compared to what Monica drank. He simply ordered an Uber and headed to his daughter’s place posthaste, deciding to stay over if she wished it. If not, he could always order another Uber. He had the wealth for it and money was no object where his daughter’s happiness was concerned. He didn’t know how many years he had left of fatherhood before the Grim Reaper claimed his soul.Bernard took a few personal items.