He is happy where he is. Thinking of the wonderful thing she has just done for him. He is of a mind to indulge her. So with the tiniest of sighs, and ... growing manhood he follows her down the stairs. They stroll into the wonderful heat of the afternoon. The feel of the sun on his naked skin. The perfumes of the flowers and the buzzing of the bees, has well and truly changed his mind.He takes her gently in his strong tanned arms, and kisses her tentatively on the mouth. Just teasing her lips. They speak to each other as “Jay-sun” and “Mag-gee,” each with two sounds. But perhaps it is that they do not know the way of names, I cannot be sure.When I tell these thoughts to Kitik he says I am too much in the shadow of what things may be. “Leave it, come in the now,” he says, and he nudges me in play, and for a time we play in the water. It is good to be in the now with Kitik.But in times when we do not play I try to understand more of these creatures. If I cannot leave this place, and. I was far from being in the mood but I dropped to my knees and gave him ablow job. Normally I love giving him head and the taste is so sweet buttoday it was different. This was from a labor of love but instead anotherhousewife task to perform and the taste made me shiver. I wanted to raceto the bathroom and use mouthwash but Rob wouldn't let me. I had betterget used to it at this time of the month he told me.It felt strange to have panties on under my nightgown as I climbed intobed. I had never. Although you don't want to over do it otherwise you'll never pass – so say just four hours of writing a day, then relax and watch telly for the rest – and maybe have a couple of drinks for all the hard work. Five hundred words an hour then: piece of cake! Oh yeah, and those books first... Of course, if Carman didn't spend so much time trying to work out systems and equations to lighten her work load and actually got her nose stuck into the stack of books towering above her then she might be.