I wanted to tell you so many times andplanned on it but I didn't know what to do. Can you forgive me?"Me: "Can I forgive you? I think I should be aski...g the same thing!"Beth: "We both did things we are not proud of I guess. And coming overhere tonight, I was wondering if you were going to tell me yourselfabout you and Eric. If you didn't, I think things would have gonedifferently. As they stand, we have some decisions to make."We talked into the wee hours of the morning and come to. Somethinginside himself, soul, subconscious mind, whatever, urged him to stayanother night at least. After all, he was feeling wonderful for achange, not dragged out and constantly having to force himself to gothrough a day. "Not really. I just wanted to say thanks for theconcern last night, is all." Oh, that's no problem. Are you going to have breakfast this morning?" Oh, I don't know." Dan wondered what had happened to his usualappetite, and shrugged. "Maybe some juice and a roll. I'm just. She was screaming now.Then the moment came. Ron's mammoth engine began bucking with incredible force. Peg's pelvis was whipped violently around by the first bursts. Then she felt the red-hot sperm, fired directly into her womb. Ron and Peg held each other closely, lips locked and tongues entwined in a passionate kiss, each overcome by the force of what they were feeling. As they descended, Peg was in a new state. After the fierceness of her innumerable orgasms, she now felt a tranquility and. When I did, I wanted to cry. No one knows how many times they move in their sleep, until there is something to point it out to them. Heavy duty pain is one of those things that make it very clear."How you doing sweetie," the only moderately over weight nurse asked."I'm hangin' in there. How you doing today?" I asked even though I did not give a crap."I'm good," she answered.I had no idea what day it was, nor did I care. I just wanted to go back to sleep, so I did.That little scene repeated.