..and smiled my best feminine smile...and purred, "Well Jerome, I'm Paula and I'd like to sit next to you. Ok?" Jerome looked up, smiled, and patted d...wn a spce right next to him. He threw his towel aside, naked and nudging next to me. He took over as I sat next to my date, put the dildo aside and opened the Male mag and began touring the picture highway of ebony and ivory throughout the issue. "Paula, you are too cute." I held the other side of the magazine and joined in the mutual admiration. " Really??" Yeah. And so, when I was helping out with the scenery, remember? She pulled me aside and told me. I think she could tell I was getting ... uh... 'attached' and wanted to warn me before my heart got broken, or yours. She said you had enough to deal with already." I feel just terrible!" Why?" Because! I should have had the guts to tell you when we first met. I almost did, so many times! But..." But what?" ... I was too afraid. I..." Ken hesitated, "I love you," he finally said,. It is a tiny movement that would have been imperceptible to almost anyone else but Hunter. It tells him that he’s in control, and he feels himself reeling from this new-found power over her. When she opens her mouth to speak, he silences her. ‘How slovenly you are’ he says, without moving a muscle, with no outward display of emotion. ‘Your room is full of socks. Pick them up!’ Indeed, the floor of the room is littered with socks: woollen socks, nylon socks, long socks, short socks, odd socks. . It became clear after an embarrassingly drunken conversation that she and her husband had been trying to get pregnant for some time, but she found out that he was impotent and didnt have the heart to tell him. More than anything she wanted a baby and I immediately understood why she had been so nice to me recently. It might have been twisted, but I think she had a new respect for me when she found out that I could impregnate my wife, something her own man could not. I made a joke in poor taste.