In meinem Kopf bildete sich eine h?bsche,junge, chinesisches Frau mit einem ?u?erst weiblich K?rper, der meineErregung steigerte. Und dann kam es zum ...rguss. Es war ein wahrlichsch?ner und langer Ergu? und es schien gar nicht zu enden. Es dauertederma?en lang, dass ich meine ganze m?nnliche Kraft in diesen Orgasmusben?tigte. Es schien ewig zu dauern. Ich spritze meinen Samen nur so indas Bad, bis die Erregung endlich wieder nachlie?.Ich war v?llig geschafft, da diese Erregung meine ganze. "Ididn't mean to scare you like that space-cadet. I thought you heard meearlier. Boy you act like such a girl at times." I moved away from her, turning so she couldn't see my breasts as theyheaved below my pullover. "Damn it, don't do that!" I busied myselfwith going through the pile on my dresser, hoping she'd leave so I couldget back to the bathroom. "Come on, we don't have time for this. Look, it's almost 4:30. We'vegot to get to school for the band meeting. Grab your shoes and. We need to decidewhether this will work out."Wondering what she was talking about, I turned to look at the man whowas coming up to the door. My jaw dropped as Bill, who Cynthia had leftme for over a year ago walked into the house grinning at me."Oh my God, what is this Cynthia?" I asked in disbelief. I was beginningto tremble, suspecting some huge humiliation was waiting for me."Calm down sissy, and I will explain. I ran into Bill in San Franciscobecause he is one of my firm's clients, and he. Hot dogs. Apple Pie. Mom. We have all heard these littlehomilies used to describe classic Americana; the things, big and small,that make us what we are.But what about that other quintessential American tradition? No, notsleazy talk shows; Shopping! What could be a more red-blooded, all-American tribute than taking to the malls on a whim and a charge card?There I was at Water Tower Place, in the shadows of the John HancockBuilding on a sunny Saturday afternoon. I had already survived thetrauma.