” The same thought ran through my mind. I had jerked off guys before and the head was usually like a dollop of ice cream on top of the “cone” of...my hand. When I held his in the kitchen, there was a good inch, and more, added in between my fist and the head.I only had actual fucking sex about 6 times, given my share of blowjobs to avoid “the deed”, and had been finger-fucked a bunch of times. I really hoped he still intended to go down on me, even though he didn’t need to “bald” me with his. ” I replied calmly.The tension she had been carrying all night seemed to drain out of her. She gave me a huge grin and a nice kiss.“Thank you so much James, I can’t tell you how nervous I was about bringing this up. I want to get one thing clear right now. I do NOT want to sleep with anyone else, I don’t want an open marriage or anything else like we read on Storiesonline. I just want to talk about ways we can spice things up together. Also I know that I have a role in this also, so please. “So you finally learn to drive. Well sort of” he teased. “did you?” I asked.“The Van there?” he pointed to the van I had just crashed into “is my work Van, so yeah” I blushed feeling embarrassed. “Mummy why are you cheeks going red?” Ronnie asked. “I’m not” I said defensively. Lewis just turned to look at me and smiled quickly winking at me. “Yes you are!” Ronnie said. “liar” Lewis Joined in, looking at the van and my car. “This looks so much like my old one” he said after surveying the. Wayland said. "So you got to thinking."Danielle nodded. "This place is so ... so 1950s; it's straight out of some of those old-time comedies. But what struck me was that I wasn't living like I did back in Tiburon. I didn't have to have a procedure—" An abortion." An ... abortion," Danielle forced out. "It sounds better when you call it 'a procedure'." Calling it 'a procedure' is a way to deny what was happening," Dr. Wayland said quietly. "Go on."Danielle took a settling breath. "I had two of.