Ginny wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled into his chest until she noticed that he still wasn't going soft. “Still?” she asked exhausted...“Yeah,” he responded “Come,” she said, climbing off of him and limping back to the bed. She got on her knees, grabbed the sheets in her hands and looked around at her boyfriend. “You coming?” she asked with a grin. “Fuck I love you,” he said, rushing over and stuffing his cock back inside her “Holy shit!” she moaned in pleasure, throwing her head. She raised her hips into my hand. I kissed her again deeper and more urgently. She peeled off my shirt and kissed one of my nips. My hard tingling dick was poking her in the ass. “Shall I help you get in bed?” she asked huskily. “Absolutely you should help me to my bed,” I said deeply. We acted like it was perfectly normal to hobble towards my bedroom. She helped me out of my pants then pulled the comforter down on my king sized bed. I was drooling with anticipation. “Would you be. My lady friend tried to commit suicide today." Tried? ... I hope she will recover, Ebenezer. What happened to cause that?"I used the wrong words, George. Unforgivable for a former diplomat! I told her that I was asking my intended to come from Earth and marry me. It did not go down well. She went into a tantrum, and stormed off to the bedroom and locked herself in. At first I was not too concerned, but when I heard nothing for a while, I tried to open the door, and she would not reply. I went. When the couple finally stood face to face, Michael noticed his wife of three years staring back, her left arm pointing straight at him with a purple bra dangling off her index finger."Well, um, it looks like a bra," Michael answered."Ya think? Gee Michael, I never would have guessed if it hadn't been for you. What I really want to know is who it belongs to and what it was doing underneath your pillow." What are you suggesting, Meredith?" Michael learned early in his relationships with women.