I dropped my head as the pain got worse. Tony saw it and pulled out slowly. He worked some more lube into me and onto his sheathed cock. He seemed to ...e waiting. I lifted my head and pushed my ass back toward him. Once again I felt his cock slip into the slit in the panties and push against my hole. I realized I really wanted him in me and I was determined to have him this time.Tony pushed in steadily, my ass yielding more readily this time. As his cock went deeper I fought against the growing. More nurturing? Less aggressive? Less macho? Lesslike I care about all that male posturing that men always do with othermen? Who needs that anyway? Wouldn't be so nice to just let all that go?I wonder about beauty and form and balance and purpose. Will wearing abra moderate my personality? Will I become.... less aggressive orcompetitive? It would be good to be more empathetic and caring and lessinto myself and more sensitive to other's emotions and feelings... butmaybe all that is just pop. "What would be your solution?" We should consider acquiescing to Oceanus' demands. If they wish the officers of the ships, that is what we will give them. If they want the lot tried and convicted of some crime, we will do that as well. If they do want only one man--"Ardon whirled around, wine splashing and running down the sides of the goblet. "As this fool Mandas thinks!" As it is becoming more likely the truth. I am coming around to the conclusion that their Fleet Captain, the one of Noble. You and I can have lunch together and then we’ll spend the afternoon on Swedish meatballs. I’ll show you all the tricks. By five o’clock the world will think you came from Stockholm.’ Wow, what a mother in law I was getting! We were staying at Trudy’s parents’ home because it had two empty bedrooms, not just one as at my house. We all had a great afternoon and evening of cooking, eating, talking, and a little card playing. When Grace said good night to everybody she pulled me aside. ‘Look,.