Grrrrr, I hate him!"I stared at the young wife. She never looked more like the teenager she was. She was in a tizzy, like she had asked her dad for th... car to go to the prom and he said no. I thought she might go on a rampage that I wasn't prepared to handle."He said no. He said no," she repeated over and over again, slamming her fist into the sofa.I moved very slowly, standing and walking to the couch. Sitting next to her I lifted one of her fists and held it in my hands. I felt her trembling.. ..compelling. This did make a sort of sense to me. I did isolatemyself from the old life in Frisco...and tonight even from the sparse lifeout here on the prairie."In fact, our Lord entered Jerusalem for the last time from the desert.So it is with you. You didn't come here for the view, did you?" Ilaughed with Gabe. As if... "And you didn't come here because of thecultural life." I giggled this time. "You came into this wilderness tofind yourself."Maybe he's right. And what if he is? . After insisting on seeing us off on the bus, I began to discuss with my beautiful, young girlfriend what our plans were to be. I was all for a meal as I hadn’t eaten since a 4.30am breakfast which seemed a lifetime again now. We both agreed that we would check out the listings a the cinema and take things from there.I was deeply disappointed when I heard the squeal of delight from my miniature beauty at the prospect of seeing Pirates of the Caribbean 3. I knew she had a thing for Johnny Depp. I can't help but caress you - my hand wanders up - filling itself with your breast - the weight of it - the fullness of it - rounding out my hand - and my index finger like a bakers tablet is ready for my thumb rolling down and kneading your nipple. A woman's nipple is so much bigger then a man's - not more sensitive, but bigger, and maybe even tougher, being able to take the pinching better. I think of all that you have taught me about being with a woman, about the intimacy that we have.