“Not her illness. I've seen that up close. My aunt died that way when I was in high school. I remember it more clearly than I'd like to.”“She...was a strong-willed woman. She was a hard worker, smart, driven, and brave. She refused to let her illness get in the way of building the company she started. Even after she gave up on the treatments and sold the business, she stayed on as a consultant. A week before she died, she did an online conference with the new owners and some of the key. "Do you like me suckin' it? Do I do that too much?" Come here," I said, and I dragged her lithe form on top of me and kissed her. She was irresistible. She kissed back, too. "You're teasing me." I'm certainly NOT teasing you, Dan. It's not teasing if I intend to finish what we started." More kisses. Then she sat back up. "But seriously. What REALLY makes it feel good?" YOU make it really feel good, baby." Yeah, but, like, can I bite it? I really wanted to bite it, but I was afraid it would hurt. Kari had finally gotten herself under control. I said, "We'll talk about this later, young lady!" Then I turned to Laura and said, "We're here to talk about you, not me."I looked at Laura for a moment, not quite sure how to start. "Kari's talked to me about you," I began. "I understand that you have a bit of a problem saying no, is that correct?"She nodded."What would have happened if you had gone out with Mark tonight?" I asked.She shrugged."What do you think would have happened?" I. Not showing my interest I continued to listen to his troubles. How lucky was I to have a friend who wants what I do and he didn't have any idea of my fantasies.We chatted more - well he did most of it - and he said thanks for listening, and suggests we go back to his to watch some new porn movies he's got.We get back to his set up the projector (this is pre-internet times) and start watching his films - good old 'Aunt Peg', 'Babyface' and the like.It wasnt long until we both notice each other.