Foi quando notei que ela já não estava mais me tratando como uma mulher sua. Sempre ficava brava comigo e me mandava calar a boca quando eu questian...a alguma coisa . Em uma destas iras ela me fez ficar com a boca amordaçado por um dia inteiro. Foi que eu percebi que ela tinha um outro homem aqui em Belo Horizonte. Seu nome era Julho e que ela estava emvolvendo bastante. Julho era musculoso e sempre ligava para ela eu atendia e passava a ligação para ela . Susana me fazia ficar na cozinha. As soon as we were out of sight of the others, Dina's hand found mine again and she hung on with a grip that seemed born of desperation, but was presently fueled by hope. I shut the door behind us and pulled Dina over to sit with me on the small couch opposite the desk. Sitting down negated much of the six inches of difference in our heights and made it easier to talk.I tossed tact aside and got right to the subject. "What's wrong, Dina? What's the matter?" I asked. I put out a hand, intending. Jake brought home a copy of a pic that had me with five guys. A cock in each hand, my ass, my cunt, and my mouth. He was devastated. We went on for a while but he couldn't get over it. I was still pretty wild in bed, but only with him! He couldn't understand that.”“After he left I relapsed a bit. But when I changed duty stations I was not the same girl. I shared an apartment with a flight attendant for Delta and we partied pretty hard. But for the first time, it didn't involve any AF folks. It. It created hallucinations inmy head and for a moment I believed I could feel the insides of my body.My womb seemed like a tiny, cupped space, embraced by the wide girdle ofmy pelvis. My ovaries seemed to bubble with life, and I could even feelthe prickle of the milk ducts behind my nipples. And with these trippy,unreal sensations I could feel an emotion, I could feel love. It wassomething I hadn't felt for a long while-a love for myself. And therewas something new with it-a love of the woman.