Think of it as a contract between the author and the readers. I'll try not to confuse you ... and you try to keep up. Sound like a plan?Bob was awaken...d by a racket and violent motion in the bed.What happened was that both he and Martha, exhausted after their extended lovemaking session the night before, had slept late. Or at least it was late by virtue of the fact that there were three more women in Bob's life he hadn't met yet, and they now knew he was awake.Becca, Fran and Val had all gone. I with I was a better end for you that are reading this story that it is real, but the thing is that this guy left sauna after few minutes. and I stayed little longer but the other guys there did not really let me get close I guess because they had company already. so let me try to write a good end for you. END PART: Ok, so what I would love the end to be, is getting two guys to come with me up to the third floor to the dark room and that we could lay on that leather bed mmmm yesss I. But, she remarried and this time had 5 more children. She finally died after having 25 children.Standing before her coffin, the preacher prayed for her. He thanked the Lord for this very loving woman and said, ‘Lord, they’re finally together.’One mourner leaned over and quietly asked her friend, ‘Do you think he means her first, second or third husband? ‘ The friend replied, ‘ I think he means her legs.”There was this man who went to the hospital every Monday morning, and every Monday he would. He suddenly produced a pair of nylons and he tied my wrists firmly to the bed posts. He then started to search for values around the bedroom.He finally moved over me. His hand reached out and touched my shoulder, the calloused fingers scr****g lightly over my smooth skin. Shivers raced over my entire body. My nipples now ached, being so hard. I closed again my eyes, concentrating on the mingled fear and desire. His fingers moved down the back of my shoulder and I noticed him releasing the nylon.