She tackled her job with gusto, even taking on extra ones when the budget got tight. She helped Zach maneuver through high school, supported his every...effort in sports and beyond, hosted countless sleepovers. And at each of those things, Seth was there as well. It was the nights that got to her the most. When the house was quiet and her room was dark, it was there that she found loneliness waiting. It was at those times when Seth would often pass by her bedroom door and hear soft crying. He. ”His face erupted in a massive smile of pleasure. As he waved to his fellow passengers who were filing out the hatch, he said, “I should be with you shortly, I hope. With a bit of luck, my cuttings have survived the treatment.”Everyone was seated, waiting for the vine man, and eventually he clambered through the hatch, clutching his pack of cuttings as well as his baggage. His fellow passengers gave him a round of applause, at which he smiled graciously and nodded his thanks. He took the only. . slapping against Jason's inner thighs.My sore asshole began contracting and made kissing sounds.Jason's hands moved down my body as if he was connected to my silhouette... polishing it for display.They moved from MY HEAD... rubbing it attentively..TO MY SHOULDERS.. massaging them like he had practiced the ancient art of massage therapy... MY CHEST.. grabbing my pecks like a woman ready to breast feed...MY BACK as if time stood still and we had all day...then to MY ASS... he paid close. I had my degree, a job lined up, and a rented apartment, and I knew I only had to maintain the image of 'alive' for another three years, tops.~~~~~I dated. A few flings. Physical attractions, nothing more. Dinner and dancing and movies and concerts and sweaty nights in tangled sheets. They were fine. Nothing that lit sparks, and nothing that I couldn't walk away from the first time either of us got bored. The sex was usually good, and sometimes very good. But nothing as earth shattering and.