I've loved fucking ever since. So, now that Brian not only seemed less interested, he also, even when we got naked and started trying, had trouble get...ing an erection. So, my sex life has become solo, I've started masturbating whenever I'm alone, it's just not something I feel comfortable doing around Brian, I just don't want him to think he's let me down. We love one another, we just no longer make love to one another. Well, nothing's perfect and I had, frankly, resigned myself to it and had. I could feel warmth radiate from him towards me, and I basked in it. Wow, this was an incredible feeling. I looked at him, and he smiled a smile that would have outshone the sun, if I had been able to see it. Lord, but I was going to have to get used to things like this happening in my life.He then turned his attention to Darla, and she told her story. She told of how I had entered her life, and opened a new world to her. Hank took his turn. Finally, we were all done. He was caught up with all. ’ The better writers make their characters less flat, by maybe daring to have more than one trait to their personality. The best understand how their traits work with or against one another, and how they relate to that person’s sex life. Making your reader hard or wet is the first step. Anyone can write, “and then he thrust hard and came inside of my pussy.” Yawn. This is one end of the scale: making your story just about the sex. Maybe if you’re really good at writing the sex scenes, you’ll. For the first three years after Colleen died, Roger had filled the tub each year and had only used it a handful of times, mostly when something at the plant caused his back to ache. Soaking for a while in the tub and letting the bubbler massage his back did him a world of good.When he drained it the third year after Colleen's death, he realized he'd only used it twice that year, which wasn't enough use to justify keeping the water warm, so the last couple years he just hadn't bothered to fill.