And I knew that I'd been right.That feeling that I was right cheered me, and I could put on a show of being very positive. But, in the back of my mind...was that feeling of doubt; that Brian's concern that I had deeper doubts just got one size bigger.Our schedule of seeing each other every Tuesday and Thursday evenings had relaxed a lot. Now we saw each other often, but on a much more flexible basis. And she didn't seem to upset when I told her that I wasn't going to be around on Thursday. "But, since I pride myself on honesty I will answer, for a price." What price?" asked Verus."A kiss good night," she said.He smiled in silence a moment. "A bargain, then, I will gladly pay." He leaned toward her and she toward him. Their lips met and pressed together for a long moment. He felt her slender fingers moving over his close-shorn hair and moved his into her golden tresses, feeling the incredible softness of her curls. A long moment passed as they kissed, though finally they parted. I just can't. Please turn onthe machine. I need it," I cried out. "OK Mr. Jones. I'll be back in anhour. I'm sure by then you will come to your senses. I hope."The door closed and I felt the humming and waves begin again. This timethey ramped up quickly and I was at even a higher level of excitement. Thefeeling was incredible as I let my body completely be enveloped by thewaves of pleasure.It seemed like only minutes when the door opened again and the machine wasturned off. "It's time Mr.. "She nodded and raised her lamp.I flipped up my shirt and let the monster free, its big head jumping up and down and its thick stalk rising, heavy-veined, aiming up toward her nose. My stones had coalesced into a tight ball up beneath the base of my root, about the size of a small cannon ball. I weighed them in my hand. They nearly filled it, at least a six-pounder I guessed.The girl took a deep breath and swallowed."Do you want to feel it?" I asked, taking a step toward her, my spear bobbling.