What was going on here? Gene had no idea. Next morning at college Gene avoided Lisa without quite knowing why but she caught up at lunchtime in the ca...é, sitting beside him. Waiting until he had a mouthful of pie Lisa said out of the blue, ‘I experienced more sensations being shaven.’ Conversation at the table halted midstream. Lisa, her face turning the color of beetroot, jumped up and left without a word. Gene studied the ceiling. Other conversations resumed and Gene felt Trish Smith and Di. . uh, with everything that's been happening, I like totally forgot."Denise sat down. The sexual tension had fled the room, with the combination of the interruption and the news we would be having company for the rest of the day. Denise said, "well, this somewhat changes things. Joan said she'd be dropping Marie off in half an hour."Lissa nodded, and glanced involuntarily at the flagging wiggler in my lap. As often happens when I've been highly aroused and subsequently lose my erection, a juicy. "Show me Ember." She didn't have to, I knew the dream by heart, but it seemed to be the only thing that helped. It was always the same dream, nightmare more like. It was mine too. Images, smells, and sounds came quickly; and there she was trapped against the same brick wall as always. Surrounded by men with the smell of alcohol rolling off of them in waves, one held a length of pipe, another some chain and others miscellaneous things meant for her death. Blood already ran down her arm and her. He showered his love on them and Doris, but Doris seemed to pull away. She had everything she had always said that she wanted, the colonial house the new minivan, and membership in the country club. Al gave her everything, but the more he gave the unhappier she became. Their sex life faltered but never disappeared - that was something Al would not tolerate. For her part, though unhappy, Doris seemed to love him and the girls. Doris was still the good wife and mother, although unable to be happy.