When the time for that is right, I'll know it. There are so many other things that I doubt I'll ever have again." We're looking at the same thing from...opposite experiences. I have no doubt that I'll be able to replace all the rest of it. I'm only worried that I'll never meet anyone who could turn my legs to jelly, like Bill always could. To me, that is a primary prerequisite for any new relationship."When she said this last part, she seemed to give herself a shake, before she reached out to. The top was a really loose kind ofshirt with many small pleats al the way around - almost like the topspregnant women wear. It had short sleeves and a round neck, and wastrimmed in ther front with a bit of lace. The bottoms were like oldfashioned bloomers - really loose with an elastic waistband and evenelastic in the bottom of each leg. They almost would reach my knees. Islipped the top on over my head. The silky coolness felt welcome to my hotskin and it gave me goosebumps. It felt so. Watching my sibling masturbate relaxed me more than anything else I’d ever experienced. I was so relaxed I felt like I could melt. I was so turned on I thought I was going to explode. I’m only relaxed when I watch my brother masturbate, and I can only get turned on when I’m relaxed.Suddenly it all made sense - that was why I was so horny. I mean, obviously I was horny because of how relaxed I was (and because I’d spent the last half-hour staring at a cock, as it stroked up and down and up and. " Okay, okay, it's all right," he said hastily. "Jesus, I never... I don't drink a lot, you see. It was Robby, his birthday. We started at the office... and continued... and continued..." Don't think I don't know how it happens," I interrupted him laughing."God!" he growled again and clasped his stomach. "Oh, sorry, I didn't thank you. You really saved me - I could get to police, I don't know where else!"He was visibly in pain, for all his polite speeches."Ever had a hangover?" I asked. "What.