She rose to meet her daddy's thrust harder and harder, the slapping sound became louder, and this impossible sensation kept on rising and rising, very...close but still out of reach, until she sobbed uncontrollably with need. Finally, with one hard squeeze on her swollen clit, Frank ordered: "Now!" and she came, loudly, violently, and completely. Her teeth sunk heavily on his shoulder. It would probably hurt later but Frank could hardly feel it for he soon followed close with his own orgasmic. About 30 minutes later, we turn up a dirt and gravel road. There's one of those overhead column things—you know, with the sign on top. I yell out at Dustin, who was driving---STOP !!I jump out of the Tahoe, and standing there in front of it, stare at the sign, arced over the two columns. “The Diamond Dawg Ranch”.Tears filled my eyes as I return to the truck and get in. Kelso explains that the docs interpreted from my stories, that apparently my brain took the name of the ranch, and infused it. For those of you who have taken this route through Pennsylvania, you know how boring it can get. When I'm trying to stay awake on this stretch of road I drink a lot of coffee and think about sex. That night I was thinking about what to tell Diane when I saw her the next evening.Diane is my girlfriend who I am thinking about popping the question to. One of the reasons we work so well together is we are totally open about sex. She is the first woman who encouraged me to share all my dirty. The café was not very busy, the outdoor tables were lonelier yet and that suited her mood and purpose nicely. She sat and waited, in a minute or so a waitress brought her water and a menu. She ordered a turkey sandwich on white bread with potato salad and a pickle on the side. The waitress was nice but not particularly interested. Ada had a thought but let it go and sipped her water. The thought came back though, it was a bit of insightful wonder. Why is it that so many people are like that.