Their gray protuberances are millions of spires edging higher and higher towards an endlessly blackened sky. Broken floodlights blink on and off as if...shorted out, causing shadows to flare in one direction then dissappear to another. Ghosts chasing my fear of the dark. As I navigate this concrete jungle, trying desperately to fnd an escape or anyway to light; I suddenly realize that every step I take is countered by other, louder footsteps. There are other people here. Others hidden between the. We both collapsed in a hip. I took almost ten minutes for our heartbeats to get back to normal. And then she started again. What followed was the best head job I ever had.We still keep in touch and become good friends. Quite often I visit her at her hairdressing saloon in a trendy part of town and from time to time we engage in a wild weekend sex marathon.Next I will tell you about the day I staged a play at a beach for the benefit of my new wife… Ever since I got married my sex life has become. “Open the Gate! Open the Gate!”As she ran across the courtyard, the gates slowly parted. Two riders crossed through, drawing to a stop in front of Marguerite. One was bundled in blankets and slumped heavily in the saddle. The other, a muscular, bearded man, jumped down and closed the distance to Marguerite. “Get help! He is ill!”She suddenly recognized the voice.“Robert? Is that you?”He was no longer a skinny, little boy. He was a man, a soldier. He was trying to help the bundled man down from. Claire and I chuckled remembering our last trip in an elevator. I was anxious enough to try that again while we’re staying here.Our room, no ... our Penthouse, as the room was called, was massive. There were two separate rooms, with a king and two twin beds and a sofa. Kalista had her luggage placed against the wall by it, walked over and grabbed my hand as we walked through the rest of the place.The floors were heated, the bathroom massive, with a spacious looking five person Jacuzzi in the.