There was so much blood in his dick, he sometimes fainted. Even then his dick didn't go soft. It never did.Problem was, Reginald never let himself cum... He had an irrational dislike of cum. I suppose you could call it a fear. Didn't want it on him or near him. He didn't even want to look at it. So, therein lay the root of Reginald’s perpetual wood problem. Despite going to the brink, he never released, never let it go down.Reginald loved to slowly stroke his wood. Sometimes he did it for hours,. I fell back on the old standby. "Live around here?" I got a shrug. She was looking at her dirty toes. "So you live wherever." I paused to look her over. She was emaciated. Her cheeks were hollow. Her hair was dull under all that filth. "Get enough to eat?" Her face screwed up and she shook her head, "NO", real fast. I calmly said, "Okay, I can fix that. You wait here." I strode up to the grill attached to the marina office. I demanded, "I need three of the biggest cheeseburgers you can make,. .. and you keep telling me that. Give it a rest. The man who murdered him is dead and I have had my revenge." You haven't grieved." I don't need to ... I got even." Oh." You don't see it, do you? I'll bet you believe that gun control and the courts will save the country." Well, I abhor violence. Let the law handle it." It's a violent world..." Acts of God..." You must be one of those who believe that we're the culmination of His works." Well..." We're not." But..." We're part of Nature ... any. I can feel a harmony developing within myself, my human and my masi'na selves blending and reinforcing each other. I feel them growing, becoming something greater. It is difficult to explain, but I feel it! I am sure that is what you are feeling. But you also feel, for the first time in yourself, the physical realm, the joy of your body. You had never done that. You were focused on energy, on the mental, on your magnificent intellectual powers. Now you have a much stronger connection to your.