.. lying there thinking such nonsense... ! He was Mark Blakely and she loved him with every ounce of strength she possessed! In fact, she couldn't ima...ine him being anything else but a deputy sheriff; he looked so handsome in his uniform. Besides, if he'd chosen any other career she probably would never have met him! Certainly, he wouldn't have been in L.A. attending the police academy seminar for that week, nor could her father have invited him home to dinner... !And what a beautiful,. Our bodies were inextricably joined together in the brutal simplicity of her hand reaching inside me. The sensations were similar to a strap on except they seemed totally different. This was no fake rubber cock. This was flesh and blood, my lover's hand and wrist impaling my ass. The most literally connected I had ever been with another person. My heart pounded loudly in my ears and I wondered whether she could feel my heartbeat through her hand. "How are you doing?" she asked, at slightly more. ”She looked startled. “You don’t?”“Oh, hell yes I do! You are wrong as you can be. I’m simply willing to wait until tomorrow, after we’ve completed our studying, studying we could be progressing on even as we speak, and after I’ve been interrogated by your mother, tonight. That will allow me an unhurried catalog of your feminine attributes, and give me the time to appreciate you, and those assets, deliberately and thoroughly.”I rolled off the bed, reached out my hand in invitation, and led her. " We were kind of expecting it. She was 92 years old and has been in a nursing home for the last seven years. She hasn't been herself since she fell and broke her hip last spring." So, how long are you going to be in Santa Barbara?" We're driving back tomorrow. The funeral was today. She had everything arranged and we were the only family so we pushed everything through. If you don't mind going to a Highpoint game, we can talk tomorrow night." I don't mind at all. I sort of promised Mary I'd.