The more I listened, the more interested and turned on I became and then I realized, I would love to feel the things she described. Amanda stated this...helped with their sex life and it brought her and her husband closer together. Then it suddenly came to me, this would be the perfect gift for Rich, a gift we would both benefit from. I had to think for awhile to see who I knew that I trusted enough to have them share something like this with Rich and I. After thinking about it, I knew Michelle. My hand moved up and down from her sweet breasts to her tummy as we kept the motions going. She arched her head back and I moved her beautiful red hair up out of the way. I softly kissed her neck and then pinched her nipples as I continued feeling her soft skin and delicious body against me.Every other thrust between her legs I really pushed myself into her; my arm would wrap around her waist and pull her tighter into me. Then with my hand, I would slip a finger just inside her and play with. He’s actually just my godfather, but I’ve always called him Uncle Dave.”“Really? Wow,” Jill averred as they turned from the bedroom to the roomette corridor.“Yeah. I’m even named after him,” he pointed out.“How’s that work?” Jill giggled, “His name is Dave, and yours is George.”“Back in the old days, Pullman porters used to be called ‘George’ regardless of their name,” George started, “harking back to the slave tradition of calling slaves by the name of their master. Some porters still did it. If he wanted my help, he had to do what I wanted. That got through to him, I guess, because he started paying attention to what I said from then on.I started him out getting used to his gun by using two hands to hold the gun and aim. After a week of practice, he could hit the bull's eye every time at 40 feet with that stance and plenty of time to aim. Once he had that nailed, we went to one-hand shooting, but still aiming. Since he was pretty good with two hands, he learned that in another.