Jane asked me to “roll over” onto my back. The only words spoken that morning. I rolled over kicking the sheet from my knees and ankles exposing m... entire body to Jane. We finally made eye contact as she re-mounted my body. Jane has one of the best Brazilian waxes I’ve seen. She has a naturally beautiful, very fine treasure trail running down from her navel. I’ve noticed it many times when we are at the lake in the summer. Those amazing little hairs disappear into her bikini bottoms driving me. Yet, I knew the path of feeling secure due to not creating conflict can dampened passionate love affairs. Now, I saw in my mind’s eye some kind of zigzagging yellow-brick road path that touched upon the other two routes. I almost laughed when I considered the word ‘becoming.’ It means being attractive and flattering as well as the verb metamorphose. ‘Is there such a thing as becoming a husband’s whore?’ I wondered. I went to the dictionary to look up ‘whore.’ I became irate as I read one. , don't use that. Use this," Greg quickly replied holding up a dish towel he had conveniently placed on the table next to the milk.Without even thinking about it, Mrs. Clark changed directions and walked over to the table to take the cloth from Greg's outstretched hands. If she hadn't had such a sleepless night last night, because her thoughts had been plagued with images from the stories and pictures, she probably would have thought it odd that Greg didn't clean up the mess himself. She. Brenda sat down on her bed and slipped her shoes off. Daniel began to pace in front of her. Lecturing her on what she may have done to his career, on how she thoroughly embarrassed him, and how she made him look like a fool. She hadn’t gotten a word in etch wise since they had left the club. Finally, Daniel closed his mouth, continuing his pacing. ‘Daniel, I’m sorry, but you told me to be myself. I was.’ ‘Don’t tell me your sorry. Sorry dosen’t cut it. You may have killed my career. So don’t.