“Angel, “I whisper. No reaction. “Angel.” I say with my normal voice. No reaction. Now I’m getting worried. “Kathleen.” Louder than norm...l. “uuuuum, I want some…….please…….feed me.“ she moans. “fuck my mouth like you just fucked my ass, fill it with your cum. I love your cum.” She raises up on to her elbows and rests the back of her head on the back of the chair.. Her eyes, her expression, she seems desperate, her smile, so shy and submissive. Yet her smile, I have never seen her looking so. "Chuck thought for a second and said "Ok I'll bite what's a Bill Murray?" Groundhog Day, you get to go back and redo your last day until you get the outcome I want." Ok I'll do it what's the outcome." I'm sorry I can't tell you that, Bye"Chuck awoke screaming from his horrible dream. Wow that was an intense dream"it wasn't a dream chuck." Boomed gods voice in his head"Well fuck, now what?"So for what would have been the next 7523 days in normal time chuck tried for the outcome that God wanted.. Afterwards, led beside one another in the crumpled, sweaty bedsheets, she told me she loved me. She told me she wanted us to be together. And she told me she wanted us to have an open relationship.‘What the fuck does that mean?’ asked Martin. We were chatting on the phone, he from his university dorm in Bristol, me from my bedroom in my parents’ house. Following our holiday in Amsterdam a few months before, we hadn’t spent any time together. We tried to chat on the phone at least once a week. This surprised me because I remembered the fight we had that evening and for her to forgive me so quickly! I decided not to stir her because I was still quite intoxicated and did not want to stir the little rattle snake before I am sure she did forgive me, so I went for a pee. I stumbled back and got back onto the inflatable mattress, careful not to stir her and still wondering why my wife decided to forgive me so quickly, went back to sleep.Somewhere during the morning hours I awoke and felt.