We walked through the door and he put me down on the couch. He looked down and noticed. He smiled and let out a small laugh. Was he laughing at my coc...? He closed the door and came back, stood over me and asked, "You feeling better?" Yeah much better. Thanks for carrying me in like that." Yeah well of course. Good news it sounds like your brain wasn't damaged. But I'm worried about restricting your blood flow." Huh?" I was puzzled."I don't want anything holding back the circulation of your. Now!”“What?” she asked rubbing her eyes.“Move it!”I had to give her credit. When she saw the look in my eyes, she exploded into action.Ten minutes later, with Callie pulling a small, blood-red overnight case behind her, we left the apartment. I guided us to the stairs, grabbed her case and led us down. Should we take the car? It would be faster but it could be tracked, the license plate known. The Metro? No. Too many security cameras. Car it would be.Callie jumped into the Mercedes. It was. Recently, when I wanted a vibrator, I went online and was just overwhelmed. But I now have three or four that do the job very nicely.My life, especially my sex life, had changed somewhat and was due for another, even more dramatic change a few months ago when I reconnected with an old college friend, finding each other and reconnecting over the internet.Ruby and I had been roommates during our freshman year at University of Colorado and we met at a local restaurant, one that Brian and I. I had missed the tall muscled blonde, his deep blue eyes. Will was a sports allstar, he had a big frame, steel muscles, incredible pecs and the most defined six-pack I've ever seen, a treasure trail thet went all the way from his navel to his pubic zone. I told him to come in and almost instantly flung myself to his arms and started to cry 'Shhh, shhh, hey Martin, you ok?' I parted and looked into his beautiful eyes, my breathing started to calm down 'It's, it's just that I've missed you so.