"I got paid yesterday." He told me with a smug grin.I threw my hands up in the air and then got out the chair. I came up behind him and ran my fingers...down his bare chest. I stooped down close and licked the outside of his ear carefully. I powered on the most sensuous, sultry voice I could muster."Please Joshua. . ." I continued rubbing his chest, going lower and lower. I continued licking and nibbling on his ear.He moaned, closing his eyes and hung his head back. I had him. "Nahh!" His eyes. But some of those that rival the Tube in extent and thoroughness, like New York and Chicago, spend a lot of time aboveground even as they speed through key areas. And most others have a relatively trifling number of stops and a very limited set of routes.None, in my eyes, can compare with the Tube. You walk down into a hole in the ground and emerge 15 minutes later somewhere entirely different. Magic.There's more, of course, to the Tube's allure. How about the way it turns people into a. . pay down these student loans a bit ... have a home and some security ... are married."She turned to face him. "You think we should get married?" I think that's where we're headed." I think so, too." More tears streamed down her cheeks."Now what's wrong?" I wasn't sure you thought that's where we're headed." I want to do right by you. Hell -- if you had been pregnant -- I'd have married you on the spot." He kissed tears from her cheeks. "Shy -- does this mean we're engaged?" We haven't set a. I suggested we watch some porn to which my wife agreed. We usually put on couple porn, occasionally we would watch a porno movie but the majority of the time it was homemade or amateur stuff.I don't remember much more of that night, I was so drunk we didn't manage to have sex, I don't think I could have got it up anyway.About 6 months ago my wife and I had an argument, over what I can't remember but she brought up that night I got drunk, she shouted 'how can you love me if you want me to fuck.