Veronica Stevens the centerfold girl stared back at him. Ben looked at Veronica visage and swiftly Ben's started to think of himself not as a man in w...man's body, but a real woman. Exiting the bathroom Ben saw that Cary was still sleeping, happily dumb to the world on the bearskin, the fire had died down and the house was still. The outside world was dressed in a thick covering of white while inside the house felt warm and cheery as Christmas music was playing somewhere. Walking on tiptoes. ”Becky had begun to leave when she turned back around. “Wait, I got this too,” she said.Becky was holding up a cylinder of lipstick, the same cherry red as her nail polish, the same cherry red as her lips in my dream. “Oh Becky I don’t know if you need lipstick,” I said haltingly.“Actually I think I can figure this out on my own,” Becky said.With agonizing slowness, Becky covered her full cupid-bow lips with shimmering red lipstick, and puckered. I could feel my nipples hardening as my dream. He saw a restaurant called JB's Family Restaurant."Ken, how about that place?"Ken looked to where Ted was pointing and saw the restaurant."That looks good to me. I know I am starved, how about the rest of you?"Ken listened to everyone's comments as they agreed that they were hungry too. Ken turned the vehicle into the parking lot when he reached the entrance, and found a space up near the front of the building. Climbing out of the vehicle, Ken stretched as he stood, and felt his bones pop.. “The sex without the feelings. All the lovey stuff.” “The connection and affection?” “Yes, I mean you start out thinking you can put something in a little box, with a label and everything. But…” “Are you going all mushy on me, Cindy?” “Maybe. Well philosophical maybe.” “I’m happy. Are you happy?” “Of course I am!” “Don’t worry then, sexy pants. Everything is just fine.” “I just want to do the right thing,” I said, sounding slightly insecure. “Nawww… Cindy.” Elizabeth footsied me under.