. doing this fine day?" she said addressing his crotch, her fingers fondling Mike's man-sized lump through his jeans. "Say,... she said looking up in Mike's face, "doesn't it hurt this big boy . . . keeping him all tucked away in these tight jeans? He needs to breathe just like the rest of us." And so saying . . . Haley found Mike's zipper and slid it down. Then she poked her hand inside his fly and sought out his rigid cock. Since it was taking up a great deal of room. “are you nervous about me staying at yours?”Karen hesitated before answering.“a little, you?”“same here, would you have a problem describing your dream to me again?”again Karen hesitated, “why?” there was a pause before he replied.“because for the last couple of weeks as the date drew nearer, I’ve found myself dreaming about you!”Karen felt her heartbeat speed up.“really?” “yes really”it was Karen’s turn to hesitate, her hands began to tremble slightly as they hovered over the keyboard.“and. But he was unlike Rudolf in almost every other way. He was bright and well-read, but much more interested in practical things rather than theories.For Thomas, knowledge was utilitarian – he knew things that helped him in his business, or in his hobbies. He had a mechanical knowledge of math needed for financial transactions. He was interested in opera and knew a great deal about it. He had grown up with money, so he knew a fair bit about the finer things of life.But he was not boastful and did. ”The leaves above us kept rippling, but the sturdy trunks of the trees slowed their quivers.“Pretty amazing. Amazing. I need to stop saying 'amazing’.” He noticed my trepidation. “Honey? Did I do something wrong?”The roots had retreated underground.Concerned, Jacob waited for my answer.I wanted to tell him what I witnessed, what I suspected, even though I didn't know how.“It's not you, it's me,” I declared, not wanting to believe the truth.“I don't understand.”Words would not serve what I.