I asked, "Did you picture in your mind Jason actually fucking me tonight on stage under the sheets?"I could feel some life coming back into Jack's dic... as he answered me, "Yeah, just a little." I said, "Hmm, now that sounds nasty. I mean, here I am, this wonderful loving wife in bed with a big black man with a great big cock inches from me and you sat in the audience fantasizing that he was actually shoving his great big cock up into me stretching my pussy and maybe even leaving a load of. "I smiled. "I like it, too, Dave. I was afraid that I would not be good for you." You are very good for me, for so many reasons, Carlita. That is why I am marrying you. You are easy to love."I reached over and took his hand. It is what I wished to do as he drives. I really wish to do more, but I cannot fit in his lap while he drives. Part of my mind is jumping like a little girl, singing 'I'm getting married', and another part is calm, saying 'Carlita, you are a wife now.'"You look happy,. "It's like trying to move a car out of the mud by yourself. I'm getting no cooperation. These doctors have done things the same way for years and insist on doing them that way forever. I swear, we'd still be using leeches if they had their way. The only way I was able to save Wes's legs was by promising the administrator that Life Magazine would be interested in us doing leg surgery and a kidney removal and transplant all at the same time. We had two photographers up in the observation area. Almost too shy. So shy, he will need encouragement from you to ask for a date. He is close to you. Not personally, but physically. Maybe a neighbor. Maybe a co-worker. But close. You can almost touch him.’ She opened her eyes. ‘But don’t touch him too quickly.’ Gisela was older, I had trouble guessing her age, but I thought at least sixty. She moved like a younger woman, and after dropping my hands, she walked to a table and returned to me. She motioned me to stand. She attached a small locket.