" Roxy was trapped underneath my body, still impaled on the dildo that was fastened around my hips. She eased my weight off her body, then slid up a l...ttle to free her pussy from the plastic cock. Finally she slipped out from underneath my body."Let's get a little more comfortable while we have a rest." She undid the straps holding the dildo in front of me and then eased the other one out of my rear. We lay next to each other in a tender embrace."This was almost like having two cocks inside. It was so successful, and pleasurable, we fucked twice.“My darling, man. Where have you been all my life.” Himalaya’s original line.“Waiting for you, Honey.” I won’t share, I didn’t even exist until twelve days ago.“I don’t want to tax your strength Sweetheart, but could we possibly do it again? I mean, in a little while, after you rest and recuperate? Orgasms are an amazing new experience for me and I want as many as I can, as often as I can get them.”Himalaya’s a sex junkie after her first. Though I respected Malinowski's work, on gift economies in the South Pacific island people, I preferred Mauss' position in their debate. Some of the ideas could be taken to radical extremes. For example, the International Feminists for a Gift Economy. They had some good ideas, but it was mostly another group that wanted to run the world. Their problem was the denial of the efficacy of naked force.I liked Mauss and those that followed him. My situation was an opportunity for an experiment. At thirty-three, I’d just been promoted to full partner and celebrated by buying a brand new bright yellow Mustang convertible. I moved to a new apartment in a trendy part of town where I could hold huge parties for young, equally trendy people. There was just one thing missing in my life, and I went hunting for a beautiful, young, and trendy girlfriend. Hope springs eternal.Hope was her name.We met at the top of Mt. Si on a Saturday afternoon, looking across the lowlands toward Puget Sound. We.