I began looking forward to hearing from him. The days when I didn’t hear from him were anxious ones until the next time. He was a voice to identify ...ow. The calls continued and became more frequent, replacing the e-mailed letters. We talked of family, friends, sadness, joys and needs. It was the needs that bonded us – emotionally and, yes, even the reality of unmet physical needs. We tried to understand more about each other. The time became too short and the conversations became more personal. " Necked... making out??? Are you pulling my leg, Darcy?" Nope." It was my daughter who replied. "She is as serious as I am, and that's pretty serious." Come again." I haven't even cum the first time," my daughter retorted, and the two women burst out laughing at the pun. I didn't, for I was still aware of the distance between i****tuous fantasy, and i****tuous reality."Cheer up, Daddy. It's going to be fun." She's right, Eric. Besides, just think of it as the best chance you will ever get to. No sooner had Doug made his announcement than 4 families showed up asking to join the Firm Friends community. All 4 families were widows with children. None of them had actually taken part in the raid, but in all 4 cases, the husbands had. Doug consulted with his advisors, and they decided to welcome the new people to the community. This brought in 6 women and 11 children of various ages, but none over 10.There were no single men left in the Firm Friends community, so the women would have to. "Exactly! Because you can't. Because it's all in your fucking head." A tear sprung and rolled down Luke's cheek, followed by another. He blinked them away and turned back to the stones, shaking. "It's real. She's real!" Gemma put her hand out and touched his forearm. "Luke, I'm sorry. I don't mean to be harsh, but we're worried about you. Me and your dad especially." Luke stifled a sob and Gemma stepped in front of him. He dropped his head and buried it in her shoulder, leaning into her and.