I clasp your back and slowly pick up the speed of our embrace again..I'm not done with you, I have lost any inhibition that was left. "Fuck me," I ask...you.You lift me up, and still in our embrace lie me down on something very soft… a big sheep rug? Instead of giving me what I want, I feel your mouth nibbling my stomach, then my thighs, my inner thighs..."Oh my... look at those juices.. you DO want me.. don't you.." you say, pausing, before positioning your soft lips right on my clit and gently. Hank made me feel very uncomfortable. More than once he touched me and I hated it. I felt unclean. So, here I am. Just walking around, talking to myself. ‘I’m gonna kill this fag.’ I see this girl walking. She was kind of pretty. Dark brown hair pulled into a bun. Pale pink skin with a hint of bronze. Beautiful brown eyes. ‘Hi.’ I said. ‘ Hello.’ she said. She extended her hand. I shook it. She had a firm handshake. ‘I’m Lauren.’ she said. I told her my name. ‘Has anyone ever pissed you. His tall, well-built body all but his legs and arms, was covered with strong body armor. Kevin's record was without a single loss. With a sword in one hand, a shield in the other, and a helmet on his head, he was ready for his first battle.For the first battle, he had to fight a hydra, a three-headed monster from the Mediterranean Sea. The enormous hydra was no match for Kevin, for he slayed the monster and cut off all three heads with one smooth sweep of his mighty sword. The crowd cheered for. Where for the last few months I had been moping around, depressed, angry, easy to madden, loosing my temper at the slightest thing. Once December twenty first came and went, I was back to being the fun loving, teasing, joking, cartoon character brought to life that I had been when my wife and I had met some three years before.It took a few days for all of the hard feelings to go away, on both of our parts, but by the time Christmas Eve rolled around on the twenty forth, we were happy, smiling.