Ho is the sort of woman that spends a lot of time in front of a mirror and she loves to keep every single strand of hair in its proper place. I love t... muss her hair and sometimes will even decorate it with my juices to make it all tangled and difficult to unsort the mess. She is reduced to anger and then despair by my treatment and when I tell her to get into the "face down" position, she is so angry that she balls her hands up into little fists. That is the way that I know she wants to hit me. "They drove off. As soon as they turned around and started down the driveway, Vicky was out the door like a tornado. "HA HA," she said, then held her fist up. Bev hit fists with her."What?" I said."Don't you remember?" Vicky said. "What you said about a ride?" No." You asked Mom and Dad if you could use one of their vehicles. You said your bike wouldn't work for all three of us. Then you said 'I wish I had something bigger.' Well, you got your wish," she said, pointing at the new truck."OK. So. I asked her if she’s tired so we can sleep and she said no and to put on another movie. I let her lick this time and she says I don’t want to feel sad anymore so let’s watch a scary movie, I tell her I don’t really like them and she says neither does she so we can hold each other so we won’t be scared. I swear if my dick got any harder it could poke a fucking eye out. She grabs a blanket and puts it over us then she lays back on my chest and starts the movie. It actually ends up. It being good. The perception is that if you only see one another every few months, that you are filled with passion and lust for one another; that you don’t have to deal with the mundane and the tedium that plague average relationships. To some extent, there is validity in that theory. You have to squeeze a whole lot of loving and living into a few days when you live far apart from the one you love and sometimes you can’t wait to tear each other’s clothes off and get into some hot and sweaty love-making. .