There was nothing about which to think.I realized that you earn the things you get in life. You sow the seeds of things you want and then pay the cost... through sacrifice and effort. Then, when you have earned it, you reap what you deserve – money, power, love.Love was not smoke and mirrors. And faith and belief may help once you have earned it, but there was no magic involved. Love was a crop like any other and it must be sown to be reaped. I didn't receive love because I hadn't earned it. I. ..”“Too uncomfortable?”“Noooo,” she said. “How’s it look?”“Good. Suitably chaste. Cute.” Also gives a man with normal libido a whole checklist of things to think about. The top was loose over her breasts. She’s not big-breasted, by any measure. ‘Perky’ is the operative term. A safety pin from my stash took a hitch up in the waistband so they’d stay above her hips. She’s slender, sylphish.Tonight, though, in the nightshirt, she’s a fantasy in a different wrapper. Knit cotton has the ability to. Doug looked at me and I could see the question on his face. I pulled the sword out, and I could tell it was razor-sharp.“Di, is this a warning of some kind? Has somebody discovered who we are? What does it mean, a sword, arriving covered in white silk?”“No, relax, my love. This is a gift, and I know what is intended. White in China also is the symbol of death. The silk represents a funeral shroud, for the one the sword is intended to be used against. And it is not a threat or warning, there. Keep encouraging her to give feedback, keep trying things.But take. 30. Minutes. Or 40. Or 60. Keep learning her.Good things to try:Make out with her pussy. Put little kisses everywhere on it. French her cunt, imagine you're making out with her mouth and do exactly that. Gently. Show her love.Compliment the way her pussy looks, tastes, feels, sounds, tell her you love it.Move your tongue in circles around her clit - way softer and slower than you probably think you should. This is my #1 thing.