Something better than the patch or gum would help for sure.”“Yeah, I think that they can fix that, from what I’ve been told. No lung cancer or e...physema for you, babe. Not on your life. And no issues of low birth weight for our children,” I assured her.“Hashimoto’s disease,” Ollie told me, “along with peripheral neuropathy.”“I think that those are doable. Anyone else?” I asked them, getting no further answers, “Very well, then. And then there are children. Stacey’s and Ollie’s child is here. One year, after a busy Thanksgiving Day, she finished reading a very erotic story by M. She liked his story so much she just had to tell him about how, for the week it took her to read his story, she had her fingers in her pussy every night. She would read until her eyes were too tired to go on. She would then close the laptop, lay it on the floor and reach under her bed to get her favorite toys and her favorite sense heightening cream (chocolate mint flavored).Sweet little Kiki would then. As Benny turned on the set and connected the device the game came on. We played the game with great passion, yelling and howling as we made moves and escaped being eaten by the yellow ball. After a while Benny said 'let's take a break and get something to drink. We went to the kitchen and Benny opened the refrigerator, to my surprise there was nothing in there but cans of beer. Benny said 'get your self one and I'll pop some pop corn,' I looked at him and said 'I never had beer before, is it. A minute passed as Mel emerged from thepatio, a grin on his face."Alright, you're good to move. So, what was that again? I forgot. Youcould remind me of your name?" he said, his voice taking a tone that washalf childish and half vitriolic."Uh, um-" I said, stalling for time. I bit down on my lip, feeling theplump mass between my perfect teeth. Mel took a step towards me."Tell me your name," he commanded. Immediately I released my lip, andspoke up."My name is Jessica," I muttered, the words.