"You're Tony aren't you? Speak English?" Uh..." Habla Espanol?" Uh..." Parlay-view Fran-case? German? Latin? Swahili?"My brain was slowly spinning dow..., and I tried to remind myself that I was in love with what's-her-name. I mean, Tami."Uh, I'm Tony." He speaks. That's a start."I knew I was being insulted, but I didn't care. Her voice tasted like honey with just a little tang. God, southern accents were so sexy."You wanted to talk to me?" I'm Robbie. I go to your school." No you don't," I said. He loves her, appreciates her for everything she does, and makes love to her almost every day, making sure she is physically satisfied.Patient 4: Cindy is a 22yo female who is failing college. She is sure she knows what her problem with school is, but has been having a hard time working up the courage to come in and talk with a professional.Patient 5: Bill is a 43 year old executive at Wilson Advertising. He thinks he has been sexually abused by his previous psychologist and wants to know if. The little, old man looked at the pastor and calmly said, “Well, she’s there.”Are You a Pilot?An old Marine Pilot sat down at the Starbucks, still wearing his old USMC flight jacket and ordered a cup of coffee.As he sat sipping his coffee, a young woman sat down next to him. She turned to the pilot and asked, Are you a real pilot?He replied, ‘Well, I’ve spent my whole life flying planes, first Stearmans, then the early Grummans ... flew a Wildcat and Corsair in WWII, and later in the Korean. Without her notice, with one hand, I freed my Johny from the jockey, but kept it inside my 3/4th. I resumed my massages. With every stroke of my hands on her back, I would increase the range of my hands, and slowly reached her lower back. As I reached the rim of her top, I slowly slid it upwards. Now my hands were touching her bare back, but only on her lower waist. She started making low but discreet moans. Aahhmm. Uhmmm.As she wasn’t objecting my touches on her bare back, I slowly slid it.