I was always too busy for relationships. I didn't understand why people couldn't stop talking about sex and love. It was so much easier to just focus ...n work and measurable goals. I never knew it could feel like this." Jessica, this isn't love. I'm not sure what it is, and I'm glad we were able to help you feel it, but this isn't what people think of as love." I realize that Master, but I've never felt ANYTHING as strongly, so whether it's love or just satisfied contentment, I want to feel more. ”“You look good,” Liz complimented, “We are so very proud of you.”In a matter of minutes, it seemed like all was forgiven and put in the past. I was happy to see the family back to normal.I settled back into the living room chair as Tammy, Liz and my mother-in-law disappeared into the kitchen. I turned on the television to catch the end of a football game. A few minutes later and Liz waltzed across the room, purse in hand and her mother following right behind her.“We’re going to the store,” Liz. The following morning somehow my hard on did not feel so constrained bymy panties as it did in those boxer shorts."So are your panties more comfortable than those horrible boxer shorts?" Yes thank you. I felt more comfortable in my panties than in thosehorrible boxer shorts." I think I'd better get you some more panties."I went up to have a shave and looked at myself standing there in my slipand panties and wondered how many other men in the world were shavingthis morning dressed like. “Here,” she said as she handed me the tablet. “Read these in sequence. I wrote these as diary entries years ago, then thought of making it into some kind of story so now it’s in chapters. Anyway, it’s all true, and you’ll get to know quite a bit about me.”I had kind of hoped that we would just make love and hang out all day, but this suddenly turned very interesting. Maybe I’ll get some answers.“Awesome,” was all I said as I picked up her tablet.“You want a beer, big boy?” she called as she.