The road less traveled? But if I go on it, won’t it be more traveled? So much pondering, so much to think about. I bought two things from the grocer... store yesterday and my receipt was 13 inches long. Weren’t the digital world and computers supposed to make ours a paperless society? Another multitude of things to ponder and query, causing a shortage of short of time today. I think some of this could be put off until tomorrow. But then, tomorrow will be today and there we go, all over again.. ..What the fuck is wrong with you, remember what happened last time?Yeah, but if it was me instead of.My god, can you even hear yourself?Who? You? Yeah, piss off... I'm busty.....busy... busy, dammit.And Rach?Faye felt a twinge of guilt that threatened to become a full blownsprain of guiltYou two just got back together. Faye's own voice took on acondescending tone.Patsy Cline's slide guitar faded out, and Hank Williams' slide guitarstarted.Hey, good lookin'Whatcha got cookin'Hows about cooking. I was just looking down as I didn’t have the courage to look in her eyes. After 5 minutes, she asked me to stop all that and sit on the sofa. I had closed my eyes by then while joining my hands to ask for forgiveness.But after a moment and all of a sudden, I felt a touch in my pant! I opened my eyes to see it was Aambika didi’s hand which she had placed on my thigh. I was shocked so I looked upwards to see her. But after realizing what I had seen, I froze for a few seconds. She had taken off. He wanted to take her back to that moment, dress her in the clothes of that moment, when she was still so sure that he would never, ever cum in her mouth. Then he would tell her to kneel, and she would kneel. Then he would tell her to suck his cock, and, wearing the clothes of that long ago time, when she believed such things were far beneath her, Julie would lovingly suck his cock. And, unlike the Julie of those former days, she would welcome his eruption in her mouth. She would swallow it for.