Anyone can do that." Yes. You're better though. You have gifts the rest of us can only dream about." I'll destroy them all too. Do you know how many t...mes I've had this conversation before? My mate finally strong in themselves gives up a perfectly good life for me." I'd guess quite a few. It's not destruction to give people growth and to give them an honest choice about whether to make a sacrifice. If what you've showed me has meaning, then I am not destroying myself. I'm acting out of love.". Either way, he saw himself as screwed, and yet there had to be a hole through which they could both crawl and find themselves in the garden of their mutual belonging.He hung on to her hand with the last finger of his grip. He didn’t know any longer why he held on to this woman, as if she could show him a bountiful other side free of his confusion. Was it his eyes that immediately latched on to her, like a kid watching a movie screen? Was it his mind that needed her accompaniment through his. .. Today I got out of the house nice and early because I had pony detail. Every man knows early in the morning the wonders of that boner that simply won’t die...I ran my hand along the rough wooden post. It was cemented into the ground, sturdy as my cock was. My fingers danced up the chain from the eye hook in the timber and onto her polished black leather collar.She was on her feet, but still doubled over due to the post's height. Usually they slept sitting against the beam.I tugged on her. This time she was a bit startled by her own ogling. But before she could fully consider anything, Bethany was leaning forward, wrapping her arms around behind her neck and pushing her hair up out of the way, getting so close that Allison couldn’t help but to gasp a bit and taste a bit of Bethany’s scent.She heard Bethany’s voice, “Let me get this for you,” near her ear and she felt paralyzed, her mind completely befuddled by it’s own traitorous meanderings.“Huh?”As suddenly as her body and the.