“Mmmmmmmmmmm you are so FUCKING HOT!!!” “Take me now. I want you to make me your little slut!” I lean down and place a kiss on your throbbing ...lit, smiling up at you. Moving up to your hard nipples, I suck the left one onto my hot wet mouth. Rolling the right in between my fingers. I bite the one in my mouth and flick my tongue across it. Pinching and pulling the other with my finger. You let out a long moan, and your body shakes, as I continue to play with your hard nipples. Your breathing. Mike decided to simply take the other bedroom. Once again Maggie curled up in the recliner and David lay down on the couch. He couldn’t sleep however. He got up to get a glass of water, after he’d rinsed the glass and put it in the sink he turned around and Maggie was standing in front of him. At that moment in the dim light, with her oversized t-shirt and pajama bottoms on, she looked absolutely gorgeous. Her eyes seemed to glow in the dim light. He suddenly became aware that they were. He was one of the few who didn't mind my being 'Ms. President' and who... well, he was exciting, but... no good." Barbara is very selective about those she allows to participate in her private rites, and is fiercely loyal to her men until they prove themselves unworthy of her, when she drops them, often on their heads. She is willing to try anything once to see if she likes it, and she often does. "Barbara? Is it wrong for a woman to be, er, ah, attracted to another woman?" "Wrong? No, of. But, dumbass, I said to myself as I remembered this was a lucid dream, you can change the outcome! You can play this out as it should have happened and if you don’t get it right, just rewind and start over. Even in my forties I was pretty dense when it came to understanding Ruth! I tried to clear my mind of the earlier shabby performance and concentrate on getting it right this time. Once again, Ruth and I were in the canoe. The sun was shining, the breeze was warm, and there was not a soul.