When I let go of it, it curved up and just pulsed and throbbed while clear goo dripped off the end of it. I played like was fucking the cool air in my...room, moving my hips and making nasty movements of my hard cock.My windows were open since it was a warm summer day and the breeze felt good on my naked horny body. I kept up my stroking and playing for about 5 minutes or so, when I heard the faint sound of giggling drifting in from outside somewhere. I stooped down and looked around to see if. By the time I’m climbing down, there’s a guy walking out of the office.“Are you Mike Mitchell?” I ask.“Yes, ma’am. And you’re Haley Simon, right?”“Yessir.”“Matt warned me. I started believing when I heard your engine.”“She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” I said.He patted the taut doped fabric of the fuselage. “She sure is. It’s been years ... Didn’t know if I’d ever get into one again.”“Well, here you go,” I said. “We got all day. Let’s start with a full tank, though.”He helped me refuel. Fortunately. I kept the promise till the vow got broke.I had to drink from the lovin’ cup.I stood on the banks till the river rose up.I saw the bride in her wedding gown.I was in the house when the house burned down.”-Warren Zevon, “I Was in the House When the House Burned Down““So, what’s it going to be, then, eh?”Contessa Helena de San Finzione asked the question of the two men she was seated with. Except that she wasn’t asking the question of both the men at the table; rather the man at the table, and. .. ... After she heard the front door of the cabin close, Suzie began to weep in small, shuddering sobs. She'd wanted to reply to Jim, to call him back and tell him it was her fault that things had gone badly the night before... but she'd been speechless. It frightened her too much, the realization she understood what Jim had explained to her and that she was indeed a Victorian girl shackled by prudery and myth. It frightened her to know that from such gruesome beginnings, sexual enthusiasm.