The opening in the underbrush had seemed clear and safe enough, and he had probed with a long sapling he’d cut for that purpose. He was a little sur...rised that the expected eruption of birds or insects did not happen; usually a probe such as this would scare one or more of those out, at least. Something about that did stir a memory, but he disregarded it, and moved further into the brush in the direction he’d volunteered to explore. Fortunately, he had held on to the sapling, and again reached. " She seemed to take it okay." I guess, maybe. I don't think I'm going to get this job," Melissadecided."Never say die!" I didn't," Melissa grinned. "I think it's more of a coma."***Melissa knocked on the office door tentatively, surprised that she waseven being interviewed. "Come in," came the brusque, but stronglyfeminine voice from the other side. Melissa opened the door and said,"Hello." Hello, um, Josh? I don't think that's really quite right, is it?" Thewell- dressed woman said as she. I felt her tense up as I broke through her maidenhood, and when I had completely entered her I lay still, but continued to kiss her parted lips.I then began to fuck her very slow for a while before I picked up the pace, and she quickly responded. The pain she had felt had now dissipated and she began to enjoy her first fuck.I felt the impending explosion building deep in my balls, and even though in real time I had been "snipped" I wasn't sure if going back in time had changed that, and pulled. …I see your flushed cheeks in the face of every woman I walk past. Light, wavy tresses of hair catch my eye on the street and bring the memory of the imagined you back to life. Suddenly, everything reminds me of you. The gentle, rhythmic clip of heels on concrete. The bold stocking seams slinking up the back of passing legs. The full rouged lips of a colleague as I’m greeted with a smile. As I take up my office seat, my fantasies undulate, ebbing like the ocean's tide, calling me back in… I.