Semen dripped from her nest onto the boy's pubic hair. "You shoot a pretty good wad. I bet there are a lot of girls who would love to have that poker ...ammed in them."The boy seemed embarrassed as he sat up."Yes," continued Shanti, "lots of girls, but few who could appreciate it and fewer who can give you as much as you give them." I'll bet you there's not a girl in this part of the country who can fuck like you, Shanti." Oh, you might be surprised and we might not have to look as far as you. I doubt you know of many men who are in the same boat I?m in now.? ?No, Paul, I don?t. Nor do I know of any women who are in similar, but opposing circumstances as you are. But that?s what I?m here to discuss with you, as I?m sure you have guessed.? ?Well, I had hoped. There is a lot I?m going to need to know, that?s for sure.? ?Okay, let me begin then by telling you everything of what was done for you. As you know, you suffered a terrible accident that totally destroyed your. "She called the cops on him, and they talked to him, but there was nothing they could really do. Then she got a court order, a restraining order that he had to keep away. The day after she got it he found her in a restaurant having lunch. He walked over and sat down, and when she started to get up he pulled out a gun and pointed it at her." He shot her?" I was appalled."No, he just kept pointing it at her, under the table you know where people couldn't see, and kept talking to her, telling her. Why don't you put your panties and underthings onat home before you come in? Don't you wake up in time?"I decided that only the truth would serve. This whole conversation wasalready touched by lunacy. I needed to keep it real. "My wife doesn'tlike to see me wearing women's clothes, Darlene." I tried to suppress anote of sadness. "She told me to take them out of the house. That'swhy I brought them here. That's why I get dressed in them here." Oh," Darlene said. She seemed satisfied with.