. or at least it was American standard."After the first rush of passion on our honeymoon, we settled into the standard fare. Every Saturday night afte... putting her hair up in rollers and putting on her face cream, Kathy would climb into bed, pull the hem of her nightgown up towards her waist and spread her legs. Of course, we had the TV next to the bed so Kathy could watch it while I entertained myself between her thighs."As he said it, he could hear Kathy, sitting behind him, trying to muffle. She wore a pair of light green pumps with three inch heels. Her hose were greenish-gray and suspended from an orange garter belt with small silver clasps. Over her garter belt she wore a pair of loose-fitting, orange boxer briefs with wide leg openings trimmed with silver lace. The monogram "SB" was embroidered above the left leg opening.As he circled the woman for the second time he stopped in front of her and made eye contact. Her gaze was steady; her eyes clear. "You prefer loose-fitting. .. Thrak’s wounds stopped healing. The punctures were the size of a small bird, but they still wept blood. He still lay unconscious. I shoved my hands into my pockets, searching for any more healing potions. I was on the verge of panic, my heart fluttering so fast. I could feel it rising in me, that drowning fear threatening to consume me.But Chaun’s voice was so stirring. It sang through my body. It warred in me, driving back the panic, battering back the cold twist in my bowels that. He’ll know me. He already knows me. We’ve only known each other a few days, and already he knows more about me than anyone else on the face of this earth. I couldn’t look into those eyes and lie. God, those eyes... I want to take another picture of him. But I want him to be thinking of ME as I click the shutter. I want him to be thinking of fucking me... I want him to... I want... I want him... “Oooohh!” Elaine gasped. The middle finger of her right hand had dragged too firmly across.