. privately?" Sue looked at me for reaction."Oh, sure, I... think that is... necessary." Oh, good, thank you for being so supportive, dear." She threw...her arms around my neck with great excitement."How far will you go," I whispered questioningly."Only... enough to polish the scene... you know." Maybe... maybe... Mike needs... even more realism..." I stammered.Sue looked up into my eyes, questioningly. The questions in her mind, the desires she felt under the surface, seemed to resolve. No, I much prefer Sam. It's short, sweet, and if I'm being honest, I think it sounds cooler.But anyways, what else could I say? I mean, I like playing video games, watching movies, doing nerdy things like playing Dungeons and Dragons, and making food. I'm going to school to become a chef, so I try and get all the practice in that I can on my family and friends.Oh, I don't just stay inside all day, of course. I really enjoy going for a long walk or hike through mountain trails, and I absolutely. " she explained without being asked. "I noticed you walk with a cane, can I ask what happened." I got shot a while ago. It's not as bad as it looks. I have done a lot of healing already." I informed her."How did you get shot?" she asked."It's kind of a long complicated story. It's not really all that interesting," I said trying to play it down."I heard you carry a gun. Is that true?" she asked."I do sometimes, not always." I replied. I didn't tell her that the only time I didn't was, when I had. I mumbled my approval into her pussy, which then echoed for five minutes. Never a good sign. I began to wonder if I could crawl inside her vagina for shelter like Luke Skywalker inside a tauntaun. Regardless, I decided to delete this topic from future pillow talk.The night before, my love became even more anxious. Being helpful to a fault, I told her an orgasm is great for anxiety, as well as cholera, the vapors, swine flu, and restless leg syndrome. She misunderstood me, thinking I meant HER.