’ ‘I want more…’ As soon as I said that, Ethan knelt in front of me kissing my belly, then giving my navel a lick, and then he kissed each of...side of my hipbones. He pulled one on my foot on his leg and coaxed my thighs apart, kissing the inner side of each one. An approval groan escaped my lips as I felt his head go in between my legs. No one ever went there, all my past lovers were disgusted my going down on me and they preferred quickies. Ethan hummed the smell of my arousal against my. For me, it just depends on what day it is and what I’m going through at the time. Blue is one of those colors that embody complexity – it can be depressed and hopeful simultaneously, like the sky. Its distance is limitless to those of us who wish to reach for it, but at times we feel as though the further we reach the further away it seems to be. But today, as I talk to you, blue is the color of my pain. As I sit here at my computer desk, I play with the buttons on the keyboard of my PC trying. About once every couple of weeks a group of us went to the Karaoke lounge near the hospital. It got around that I could sing but a couple of my friends could sing also. Sometimes I sang a solo and other times with my friends.I have to admit that it was nice getting attention from men but I didn't flirt with them; I would always tell them that I was spoken for. A couple of them who knew about Jeff being in the service would say things like, "Do you think he's being celibate thousands of miles. I started to; she backed off a bit and gently told me not to be in a hurry. I slowed down and pulled down her pants and underwear exposing the hairiest yet most gorgeous vagina I had ever seen up to to that point. I was so ready to take her. She had other ideas and she took me into the bathroom, turned on the shower, stepped in and then had me follow. She was under water, head back, wetting her hair with the water careening down her body. She put her head down, pulled me under the water,.