" No, he did not deserve it! He has loved you and been there for you for YEARS!" I know! It's just that he can be so irritating at times! I can sense ...is presence in my mind at times as if he is reading my thoughts. I have no privacy from him......"Liz interrupted, "But he has always known when you were in trouble or sad and was there for you! How did you think he knew! He only did so because he loved you so!" I know, at times I felt like he was the only person in my life that actually cared if. His hand on her upper arm registered in her brain. Other than the massage, it was the first time he’d actually touched her that she could remember.“I’m fine,” she said, her breathing finally returning to normal. “I think that was about stress relief.” She looked at him, still standing there in his little boy pose.“You don’t have to cover up,” she said. “We’re both adults, here.”“That’s the problem,” he said, and then frowned, as if he hadn’t meant to say it out loud.“It’s not a problem,” she. Playfully, she let her finger slide down below his waist and onto his thick penis. The groan tuned into deep growl. She stroked the metallic phallus and the voice responded with deep with lustful grunts, growing faster and louder. She giggled as she led the statue to toward climax, curious to see if he would cum but his grunts just hit a repetitive level and she lost interest. As she walked away, the voice around the statute dissipated like a departing apparition, sounding out a mournfully. “God, hemust really love me to not even give that beautifulbody a second glance,” I thought as he sat down next tome.With tears streaming down my face I began to tell himof all, well, not all, I omitted John’s participation,for Steve’s sake, the happenings. He looks down at me, kindly, with tears of his own andsays, with great courage, “Alice, I know I cannot keepup with your sexual desires. I try as hard as I can,but I just can’t seem to. I don’t want.