If there are, he seems to keep those things to himself. I have never heard him criticize me in any way. I have never met a man like that before. I hav... also never heard him raise his voice in anger or wrath, except with the guys from the canoe adventure.I do not believe I could ever find a gentler or more caring guy.Another feature I admire about him is his hands. They are strong and I can feel the power in them. They have calluses. Sometimes they feel rough against my soft skin. I love his. Beautiful harness, incredible leather with all these pretty rivets and rings. Called a 'Minx'?! Is that what you fantasize? OK, you'll get it, since you choose Dark Red, so so sweet, my favorite color. You must have envisioned helping me put it on, since I can't reach the laces in the back. Oh, you're going to help all right, roll over right now!! I may be getting wet, but you need make me wetter for this thing to slip inside me." I climbed up, straddled Mike's head, and settled right onto his. That was an official halfway down to first base for me. At least I was now actually hitting the ball on occasion, even if I was still being thrown out before ever really reaching the base.But things were about to change, and at a pace that I don't think either one of us expected or had planned on up until then. That change was brought about by the times to some degree, along with drastic changes taking place in Teresa's home life. Her parents were about to divorce for one thing, something that. It was all that it took for Lily to draw a deep breath to try and stop a surge of panic. She clicked it open and there were 5 folders inside. There were the names of four of his friend’s moms… and then her name. She clicked on the folder and there were all of the pictures he had shot of her. Many she remembered him taking, though she had not thought she had shown that much flesh…. Then there were others of her getting out of the pool, tanning by the pool…. It had to have been just two days.