Of course Bethany answered the door and minutes passed before the pizza made it passed the front door. I know if they were kissing on the front stoop ...efore I got my pizza, he won't get a tip. Bethany made Paul bring the pizza in the living room while I put in the newest Godzilla movie in the Blue Ray player."Hey dad, Paul's here with the pizza." I can see that honey. Hello Paul, how are you?"Boy does this kid look nervous, "Hello Sir. I ... I ... I'm fine sir." Bethany now nudging him in the. He was dressed in dark clothing, but that was not what was keeping him from being noticed.He had developed some special abilities over the past thousand years. One of these was his ability to fade into backgrounds, and remain unnoticed, much like a chameleon. Since he was wearing clothing, he had decided his ability was not limited to his skin, but had to do with a person's perception, or maybe his ability to wrap light around himself.Somehow he was able to convince people around him, that he. Her own hands pushed into his taut chest and she felt her tits swinging a little with each thrust. They used to be too small to do that, and she actually liked how it felt these days. He swore through a whisper, and annoyance panged at her. He was going to come much sooner than she wanted. For fuck’s sake, she thought, before leaning down to push her mouth toward his. The kiss would be so empty and mechanical, but it was better than nothing. As her mouth hovered near his, he arched his back and. I am foolishly and helplessly in love with her.There is just one problem.She has no sex drive.Not only does she not have a sex drive, but she never even thinks about sex. I have tried everything, but nothing works. Putting her on a guilt trip might work occasionally. Telling her about my needs just elicits a, "you get enough action".Telling her that men think about sex constantly just goes over her head. Me, wearing anything sexy, is definitely a non factor. I could stand in front of her naked,.