He would be really glad, if someone would tell him his mistakes, as a reward, he will be more open to suggestions for chapters or fetishes to addHave ...ou ever felt a strike from lightning? I felt, for a short time at least, now I just see white space around me. I wanted to die in a glorious way, like saving a child from a fire or by a very stupid way, like by riding a car with an attached rocket engine. Now I am dead without my choice, there was nothing I could do, there was not even a. She grabs hold of my hand and leads me to the kitchen where we take a couple of shots of tequila. I make some lame joke about getting too horny when I drink tequila. She just laughs and says, "That's the whole point, Alexis." I study her carefully, trying to determine her meaning. I give up, because I have never been good at reading people's intentions involving me. I am a regular Einstein when studying the interest level of others and have been responsible for a number of my friend's. They lay, side-by-side, nuzzling, licking, mouths seeking mouths, bodies rubbing intimately together, the sex play unhurried and softly arousing. ‘Dear one, do you know what a sixty-nine is?’ Angelique questioned, Ida nodded. ‘I would like to do that with you, would you prefer side by side or … ‘ ‘Umm — I’d like to try it the way they do in Adult Movies — I’ve always thought it looked very sexy.’ Ida confessed. ‘If that’s okay with you, I mean … ‘ Angelique found her lover’s sexual naiveté. “It’s alright Will, she didn’t know ... My wife died two years ago of cancer, Jeannie. But I’ll still tell her when I go visit her.” He said and Jeannie burst out crying.“I’m so sorry, I didn’t know. You’re so young that I just knew you would be still married.” She wailed.“Jeannie, it’s alright; I promise it is. Don’t let the fact that my wife died, mess up what was a fun day for you and Will. You’ll remember this day and this very tree for years to come and it’ll be special.”“I know you’re.