My lips on her mouth. And gently I opened that lovely petals with my finger, and put a finger deep into her. It slid in easily, as it was wet. She was...again sighing away and was holding my head and kissing me with ardour. “Lovely! Go on. Finger me master. “ She said. I was probing her cunt and all the while she was ejaculating her sticky viscous liquids on my fingers. Finally I seem to have hit her ‘g’ spot. She threw her ass in the air and started moaning, calling out my name, and finally. When her father Fred collapsed at work, we thought it was not going to be a good ending. But after three days of testing, dehydration was the most likely cause. If I was not at Cathy’s side, I was looking after Franciszka, picking her up, dropping her off, putting her to bed, or waking her up. Our family and friends jumped in as they could. Everything finally settled down by the week before Thanksgiving. That is when Franciszka came down with the flu and could not keep anything down, or in. It. Asimov, I used to be 5'11" tall and 165 pounds. Look at menow." Hmm. Come with me Mr. Jameson," and Paul followed the doctor into theexamining room. At Dr. Asimov's request he stripped to his underwearand the doctor measured his height and weighed him.Dr. Asimov remained silent and Paul finally said, "Well?" I don't know what your height and weight were before you came to seeme Mr. Jameson. But I can definitively say that you're now 5'6" talland 135 pounds." Holy shit. I've lost another inch. I was not into teamsports, especially with the slender build that I had. I was notinterested in cars and machines. I wondered why was it wrong for a manto be effeminate if that was who he was. Why did I have to act a certainway to be considered a man. I know that my father and brothers weredisappointed in the fact that I did not act macho. I just wanted to beme and did not think that it is wrong for a man to be sensitive and intouch with his feelings.I guess I have been a quiet dreamer all.