Lydia returned from douching herself in the shower. She cooed, ‘We did rather well and in fact I thought it was heavenly.’ But Alan was asleep. �...We just missed a perfect dual explosive finish but we’ll work on that,’ she said, flopping down to face away from him, wondering why she was in such a depressing hole rather than excitedly reuniting with her former school friends in Houston. She sighed and thought but life would appear brighter once she was back into working with clay. In fact she was. Of course, Mary and I received an invitation to the wedding which would be the first one held in Bob’s Knob. Bob Smith would be doing the honors.Naturally, we had traveled to Bob’s Knob for the wedding in our wagon with Ned pulling it. We pulled into the livery stable to park the horse and wagon while we attended the wedding festivities. Other than “Good day,” the first thing Ed Molsen said to me was, “What happened to Ned. That there sure is a fine looking horse that you got to replace him.”I. He was built like a pro athlete, with great biceps, solid shoulders and a slightly rippled chest. Her gaze lowered down to his stomach, which was a washboard of abdominal muscles. Uncontrollably, her mind felt her hand rubbing down this black man's stomach, down and up each of his defined abs. The abs were covered with a slight trail of pubic hair down to. . . down to . . . her jaw opened slowly, dropping in slow motion.Between the defined muscles of his tree-trunk-like legs was something quite. I’d never actually seen it when that girl was sucking on it in his classroom, and now was shocked that she had taken such a phallus so deep into her mouth. It was not large compared to other mammals of course, but all the illustrations of humans were in a neutral state, never at full erection. I knew scientifically how it worked, but that meant nothing until you actually confront a large bulbous protrusion of blood engorged flesh over twenty centimeters long, and maybe five thick.I must have.