My reflections of Doris were that she wasn’t the prettiest woman around; hence her being called the ‘ugly duckling.’ Overriding her looks, her f...gure was magnificent, and she really knew how to fuck. Doris was without doubt the best fuck I have ever had, and it is obvious that she was not a novice. I had enjoyed her before and I was now being given a chance to enjoy her again. She obviously liked what we did together. The following day I had an opportunity to fuck one of the local girls after. The last ten days of campaigning on the Left Coast has left her totally exhausted."How is he?" she asked of Chris."We peeked in about fifteen minutes ago and he was sleeping comfortably," Fern replied."Is he snoring?"Both agents shook their heads."Shit!" she growled. she loved having him snoring her ear. It was like a pacifier for her. Other women hated their husbands snoring, not her. She loved it ever since they were first married. She didn't know how she slept the first twenty-one of her. Who are they for? If you're not in a hurry could you stop for a minute and visit with me? I never have any visitors. Who are you here to see? Would they mind? What brings you here?"The couple stepped into the tastefully decorated room with a stunning view of the university campus. The young woman looked around the room noting Waterford crystal, oil paintings and other personal treasures then said, "Mike just asked me to marry him and we came here to tell a very special person." I don't want to. Simply make physical contact with the person or persons you wish to keep unfrozen.” “You mean like this??”I grab her wrist and quickly hit the pause button. Everything freezes around us but, unlike the many other times before, I’m not the only one still moving. She seems surprised at my suddenness but isn’t upset. “Yes, just like that.”“So we’re basically alone?”“Well yes...”I lean up against the truck, hand next to her head and lean in real close to her. “Let’s have some fun then...”She nods.