.....I felt like killing myself". Danni's tears flowed freelyI grabbed her shoulders and looked her sternly in the eyes "Danni, never ever say that ag...in. Nothing is worth killing yourself for. Think of what you would do to Iain ... Your parents!" I was shocked by what I was hearing. Danni burst into tears again and I instantly regretted being that forceful. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" I soothed "Come on let's get you inside" I was shocked by what I had just heard but my cock was twitching in. I remember a while later, lying quietly in bed, reading something, and realising that I hadn't had an orgasm for two weeks. I wasn't really interested in doing anything about it either, and turned back to the book, contented somehow.I started spending a few more hours at the office, realising with some guilt that I had been slacking off fairly seriously for a while. I started to talk with my colleagues more, and my world began to expand again.At home one night, I thought about what I was doing,. His wife Eva had a little bit of shape, but her looks were bland, at best. Their daughter Ruth was salvagable, if someone would teach her about make-up and acne products; but thanks to modern ads, she knew enough not to eat herself into obesity, something very easy to do when you live on "Easy St.".It was the middle of Ron's 42nd year that the trouble began. Ruthie was now almost sixteen. She had normal cravings, but she rarely went out, and never alone with a boy. She could only get mercy. ”“We brought waffle mix, and there’s a waffle iron made for camping in that pile somewhere,” Diana said, motioning. “And we also brought several big jars of maple syrup, too. We have fresh strawberries and several big jars of various jellies. We just grabbed what we could find in the pantry. And...” she said while lowering her voice, “I suspect we can talk the General into a regular supply run without too much trouble. And ... in case he balks, I know his wives,” she said, conspiratorially,.