” “You’re fucking kidding,” said Grant. “She’s not,” said Zane. “She asked me about this last week to see if I was on board. We know...you like watching, but have you ever been watched?” “No!” exclaimed Grant. Zane bit his tongue. He knew Grant was lying, but he didn’t want to start a fight. At least, not tonight. “Are you afraid you’ll be unable to perform?” “Just what are you fucking playing at?” snapped Grant. “Bella put a lot of thought into tonight,” snapped Zane. “My purpose tonight. " All I could think of was a big sign they used to have on a water truck in my home town that said Filled to Capacity. That was me, Helen. For the first time in my life I really felt packed solid. Those testicles kept bumping my thighs like flour sacks. I figured on bruises there by next morning. I wasn't going to worry about it then, however. The burro began to bray compulsively and I thought, now, he's going to let go. I yelled to Jane to hold on, and waited for it to come. The animal. ‘You really think it looks good on me?’ I asked Richard. ‘Yes, it sure does,’ he said back looking like he was going to kiss me. ‘Anything would look good on you, even me.’ I smiled back at him embarrassed that he slipped that in. Thoughts were becoming to mind as I thought how he would be like in bed. He was so handsome and nice. We started to kiss. BOOM! Thunder roared outside and interrupted our kiss. Then the power went out. Richard and I just stood there, looking at each other. Then we. She noticed it one day while the kids were at school and she was looking at the calendar, looking to see what day of the week Megan's birthday would be on. Valerie had always marked out her periods on the calendar with a small letter 'p' so she could plan around PMS issues and the discomfort of being in flow. As she ran her finger across the blocks on the calendar she noticed one of her marks and realized it was only three weeks away from today's date. Then she looked backwards on the calendar.