"Well, that's a fucking waste of money," he groaned with disgust, ballingit up and shoving it into the box. He kicked the box under his bed witha men...al note to throw it away in the dumpster outside Quick-E-Chicken atthe end of the blockCraig grabbed his backpack, digging through it until he found his mathbook. He'd dreamed of becoming an electrician and he'd decided he'd needto be better at math for that to work. He easily lost himself in hishomework until he finished math and moved onto. Every part of her body was available to him from that night onward. For a simple girl from Nazareth, this new sensation was too much to register for long without climaxing all over again. Even Joseph was taken aback by her stunningly positive reaction to the act of sodomy. He smiled to himself, knowing that she would never resent his advances during their marriage. He would be enjoying her in every way for the rest of their lives. If Miriam’s cunt was tight, warm, and wet, her arse was hot and. But the most notable conversational piece was the husband that took the cake. "All you men ever think about is yourself first, why is that? she asked out of frustration. I said " There are a few of us men that aren't like that" I said. "Oh really, you have the next 40 minutes to prove it otherwise!" she said. I stood there trying to convince her otherwise, but she rebutted everything I stated. Soon I just sat down on the floor of the cab, soon she followed and seated across from me. Small talk. ‘I don’t think so. I know about your dream.’ Regan groaned. ‘Iris tell you?’ Cien shook his head. ‘Nay, you did.’ He didn’t say anything, and watched her face. She looked at him for a long minute silently. ‘What is your name?’ ‘Cien Fraser.’ Regan gasped, and took a step forward. ‘It isn’t possible.’ Cien moved forward until he was only a breath away from her. He couldn’t believe she was real. He ached to be able to touch her skin. To hold her tightly to him. He knew it was an impossible.