"I killed two men today!" she mumbled through her tears and ragged breathing before she hiccuped. I hugged her tighter and kissed her face."Sweetie, S...eetie, they would have killed you, Esther and the girls if they hadn't been stopped," I told her gently."I know ... but I still killed them!" Ashley moaned in agitation, through her tears."Sweetie, sometimes that's what it takes to stay alive. You didn't do anything to cause them to show up here and start shooting. Tomorrow, Ed and I will try to. " I have the same problem," I responded. "My mind was in a whirl all night long, and I think it's your fault." My fault?" she exclaimed. "How is it my fault?" For being so beautiful, intelligent, and sweet," I stated firmly. "I couldn't sleep all night for thinking about you. I need to see you again. Have lunch with me?" Um ... I guess so," she agreed. "Where will we go? We don't want anyone at work to get ideas..." At that response, I knew I was headed in the right direction."I'll find. He wanted to fuck her in the bed next to me knocking her up while I lay beside them. These d**gs are great, Tim thought because she’s on fire and can’t till who she’s going to fuck, and won’t be able to stop when she does. He led Toni into our room and sat on the end of our bed. He reached up and moved me to the very edge so that they would have plenty of room. Toni stood in front of him as he took off her sweater. He then pulled her skirt off to get a better view of what he’d seen earlier.. Frankly I think that it is a healthy exercise. I am not sure that I understand why the word pedophile has so many meanings to so many people. A much younger Jimmy Carter once said in a Playboy Forum piece something to the effect that although he had not ever had an illicit affair, he had lusted in his heart after other women and so by his belief, in God's eye he was guilty of having an affair. We all have fantasies. Mine are well controlled and I would argue that knowing them have made me.