He sensed more than felt movement above his face until a soft pair of lips touched his.Shasa sank down the rest of the way on his cock. "Do you trust ...e now, Benni? You've got me, but do you really trust me?"Benni opened his eyes and said, "Yes."Shasa held still as looked down into his face. "Is it just business to you?"Benni stared back just as hard. "This isn't business. I don't know what it is, Shasa, but it's something new. It's... it's — I don't know the words." Me neither," she said and. Then seeing the care workers backto their normal self made the disconnect even more. How could one notthink that the goodwill and peace everyone talked about in December wasjust talk.Peter could not let himself be lost in that level ofpessimism. He was making so much progress in his rehab, that by nextChristmas morning he would be in another bed. One he could get out ofhis own. Peter knew that letting that negativity take over would hamperhis progress.Then Peter heard a knock on the door, his. It was going to take some work and cost some money, but it would sure be fun. I was also dripping wet and twitching by the time we were done. Poor Rico, he didn’t stand a chance! When I finally got to the hospital physical therapy room, about a quarter to five, I was tingling with anticipation. Of course the photo session with the Harley left me dripping horny, but the thought of going out on a real date, dinner, dancing, live jazz and then a stop at Rico’s house for drinks and… Maybe it was a. I’m starving.. Where would you like to eat lunch?”“Oh Alice I don’t really care. Any place where we can get a glass of wine.” She said with a smile. “Yes Mom, I could use a drink after this morning…. How about this new place?”Alice asked for a booth in the corner as she did not want their conversation overheard. After the waiter brought their wine Alice began.“Mom… oh…err..”“What is it dear?” Yvonne queried.“Well it’s not easy to talk about…. but…. Scott and I aren’t doing so well in the sex.