Her skin peppered with gooseflesh and again her face carried the heat of her body’s response. A black envelope lay glaring up at her from the now ga...ish tissue. Picking it up with shaking hands she tore into and groaned at the curt note inside.You have one hour, pig, prepare yourself accordingly.Glancing at the clock almost made her cry, she had been sitting here almost 20 minutes. The next 30 went by as quickly as she prepared herself. Her skin was soft and smooth, glowing from the quick hot. At first, he had the thought that it was just bad luck or that he needed to find a less violent places to relax. Now, he was beginning to realize the problem was really within him and that he was the cause of his own misery.The girl was just an excuse.He could see it all unfold like some silly segment on a poorly written soap opera with implausible dialogue.She looked up at him with those bedroom eyes and pushed her hair back subconsciously perhaps thinking about his hidden man parts waiting. He pulled her off his prick after several minutes and pushed her back on the bed. He rested his head against her thigh and watched as he fucked her with his finger. He loves watching her juices pour out of her little slit. He began to nuzzle her thighs, slowly making his way to her toit. She gasped as her planted the first kiss on her shaved lips. His tongue became more probing and finally found her little nub. He flicked his tongue across it, then felt his cock stir as she moaned. She slid his. The child runs away from home, the spouse has an affair, and the house becomes a dry sterile environment that kills the spirit. Loneliness becomes the watchword of the day. Men and women, in the throes of depression, cry to heaven, “Oh Lord, let me be loved.”Infant, toddler, child, youth, adolescent, adult, and elder. Looking back to previous stages of our physical growth, we think of how much better things were back then. They weren’t, it was just that we didn’t see the true consequences of.