He now was pinching and pulling on my nipples, between his thumb, index and the middle fingers of his right hand. With his left hand, he left his ciga...ette in his mouth and placed it on my right shoulder. I put my head down and said no by moving my head from left to right and right to left.He was telling me he loves it and just for a few puffs I won’t carry much of a risk. I was still not convinced and I kept moving my bent head in rejection. But what I didn’t notice was that he was already. Well first off I don't go for the perfect Barbie doll type. I like my women natural in the truest sense of the word. She must be attractive and somewhat in shape. She doesn't have to be athletic, but she must be presentable.With all that said I do have one kink and through the many girlfriends I have had I have never been able to find a girl that meets my expectations in the bedroom that is until I found Cindy. I like my women to be a total slut in the bedroom and though I have found a few of. Rubbing his eyes to clear his vision better, he also noticed that he was sporting a week's growth of beard, what the hell was going on?Suddenly a female like voice sounded in his right ear, almost a whisper, "I am sorry Alan I think I healed you far too much here." A light touch at his forehead opened a flood gate of memories.Suddenly Alan's eyes flew wide, What!? It hadn't been a dream? "Where are you? I could see your outline last time now I'm getting nothing." As I said," the whispering. It seemed that I was just at the edge of reality, you know, when you are awake but your dreams still feel real. I felt quite guilty when I did recall who the woman in my arms was. I lay as still as I could, not wanting to disturb her, whilst I pondered my own thoughts. Was I glad? Did I feel I'd betrayed my late wife? Most important, did I want to continue the budding relationship?Remembering the firmness and subtle strength of Terry's body as it reacted to my touch, her eagerness to please and.