You don't have any interests anymore." I'm boring to you now? Is that what you're saying?" That isn't what I meant. I meant I'm worried because you're...settling for so much less than you used to. I'm not the only one that's worried. I spend half my time answering people's questions, about when you're going to start doing things again." Tell them to call and ask me, if they're so damned curious. You don't need to be bothering yourself about answering anybody's questions about me. You've got. ‘It would be a relief to let go of those plans, yes?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Your balls are very full now, yes?…..’ Val found herself licking her lips. ‘Yes.’ ‘You understand that when you tell me those plans, you will be able to come.’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Your penis is uncomfortable?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Unzip your pants…. and pull out your dick….’ Val barely murmured the words, but they were what the officer’s subconscious longed to hear. He dropped his hand to his fly, the unzipping sound seemed to echo through the big old. To top it all off my wife has lost all intrest in sex. I could not even remember the last time she put out. I guess after 15 years sex is just out of the question. Needless to say I was haveing a bad day.Well I made it to my next call and rang to door bell. I expected another bitch to open the door and start yelling at me about how late I was. The door open and a guy wearing nothing but a towel was standing there. Thank god you made it, the power in my kitchen is off, do you think you can. Undressing each other frantically, not even caring that the curtains on the window were completely drawn open. Standing naked in front of each other for the first time, and then holding each other, our naked flesh pressing together. “No kisses, no romance. Not yet. We have months to bridge and we have thousands of miles to bridge.” She spoke so directly, yet without sounding like she was directing me. Rather she was suggesting. “I have a tube of lube in my suitcase along with some condoms. I am.