"She chose not to pursue the argument as she recognised that the company with which she was sheltering was unlikely to agree with her as they were mos...ly pacifist Forest People. She huddled against her companion: a man from her tribe too weakened by his freshly broken nose to offer her any support.It was a long night during which Glade huddled together with Tree Shrew and desultorily masturbated him in an attempt to console him. Macaque and Fern assiduously guarded Dignity. They hid her behind. But I figured that was just not in the cards. Oh, I thought about it, but there was the age thing, and frankly I didn't think I stood a snowball's chance in hell of sailing in that boat."'I want someone who is strong and vigorous, who can make love to you two or three times if you want. And he obviously finds you attractive and desirable'"Then one Saturday morning she came in to do some catch-up work, while I was in the office doing who knows what. So around 10 o'clock I asked her if she wanted. Suddenly he removed his fingers from her ass-hole and held his cock in his hand, stroking it gently, feeling as though he might comet at any moment. Gently, he pulled the foreskin back to reveal the bright-red knob.He tightened the grip on her waist, forcing her ass back against his thickened, demanding cock. It rode starkly against the deep crease of tier ass and ground against her for several minutes; then his fingers finally directed his prick-shaft at the small hole which he had already. The quote came from ‘Lady Chatterley’s Lover’ by D.H. Lawrence: “Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof. Sufficient unto the moment is the appearance of reality.” In other words, “Don’t borrow trouble from tomorrow” – sort of. She thought a bit, and came up with several hundred references to that idea ... and she didn’t even have the information database that an internet search engine had access to.0705. Great. Another three minutes had passed. That only left several hundred three-minutes.