“Tummy’s not hungry”.“Are you worried about something? Did you break something while Daddy’s been busy?”I shook my head again. “No, Dadd.... I was watching TV like a good girl”.“Hhmm…” Daddy paused a moment, unable to think of anything else to suggest. Then he said, “Did you go potty today?”More tears were running down my cheeks. “I can’t, Daddy. I push and push and nothing comes out”.He rubbed my back as I began to cry softly. “It’s alright, Honey. You just need a little help. Let’s go in the. Why?" "Well, I told Desirae how well we were getting along and she asked if we would be interested in trading partners for an evening. I would like you to consider it." A warm wind out of the South could have knocked me out. What a request! This is the woman who'd had a sexually cold husband, had never given a blow job, and now she wants to try trading partners. Bernadette was really expanding her horizons. I said, "Okay, as long as you set everything up and no one else knows about the trade.". He is in his lower 50's and he smells and looks like he hasn't showered in days. His grey hair was greasy and all over and his body was so sweaty and dirty I couldn't stand it. As he walked in he couldn't help but stare at me and he then went on to shop. When he finally finished he came up to the register to pay so I cashed him out. He continued to stand and talk to me. His breath smelled so bad. H e was saying how he liked the way my nails were done. He was flirting with me. He then asked me. " She said. "The cold is not enough to hurt us greatly, I believe."He nodded. He did not think it was either, but it would be plenty cold enough to make them miserable. She scooted down to even out her weight on the raft as she laid down, and he laid beside her.She pushed up against him and muttered to herself. A warmth covered them, not much, but enough to feel. "I am still amazed at your powers, Desella." Brannir said... She smiled in the darkness. "I am but a mere apprentice of the arts,.