It was a story that I did not like to relive myself. ‘Life adds and adds to us until our bodies cannot take more,’ she said, stirring the little b...ll around the mug by a chain attached to a silvery ring. ‘So it seems,’ I said, more tired at that moment than I had been in a week. ‘This will help,’ she said, holding the mug to my lips. ‘Be careful, it’s quite warm.’ I sipped. The infusion was tasty, sweet, without being sugary. Though it was hot, I found myself wanting to drink more. ‘Yes, that’s. " And how often have you done this?" the doctor asked patiently.Frank flushed. "At least once a week." Hmm," the doctor said as she wrote in her folder."And I've tried on some of Nancy's makeup. Eye shadow, lipstick. And I'veused balloons. In the bra. Water balloons. Because they feel bouncy." Does Nancy know about any of this? Have you talked with her about thesecompulsions?"Frank looked up, horrified. "Of course not!" he exclaimed. "How could I? Shewouldn't understand." He looked back down.. Because I figure you don't know this - I've been good at keeping it to myself - but I lot of the things you described - your secret thoughts, your desires - are things I've felt, myself."I was really surprised. He was attractive, a fit guy in his forties, with good hair and a nice face. Whenever we had occasion to speak, or even when I just saw him around, I had fantasized about being his sub, about being on my knees, sucking his cock, or being fucked by him. I had similar thoughts about most. And the best neighbor I've ever had," I chuckled."Yes, neighbors have to look out for one another, don't we?" she cooed as she rocked up and down. "It's okay to cum, too, so not to worry, just let's enjoy us being together." I'm enjoying it, that's for sure, even more than any sex I ever had with Chloe," I told her."Well, let's just forget our exes for now. We have each other to help us feel better and this feels quite wonderful, just how I expected it would." So, you've been thinking about.