My life was consumed by work and meetings.The only sexual gratificatin I enjoyed was at my own hand.When doing so,however,many times I would activate ...hoe memories of my sexual experiences with men.(few and breif as they were)One day, an old ‘so called friend’ turned me onto crystal meth. This was one drug I had never done, so it\’s buzz to me was rather intruiging. Sexual activity was still far form my mind and I was injesting it only via smoking it. Then, one summer day while taking in the. I think George had the same problem. He was coughing as much as I was by the time we finished the half-hour ride."Ya'll must be coming down with what Bob had," Grandma said at one point. "I'll fix you right up with hot tea and honey when we get to Prudie's."We both knew there was no use in arguing with her. If she wanted you to have hot tea and honey, by gum you had hot tea and honey.Aunt Prudie then insisted on taking our temperatures; and she and Grandma got into an argument over the. ”“Coffees?” he asked Troy.Whoop-de-doop! Josh was happy. A day’s leave. One whole day. He’d made 6.1 on his last CAP test and at twenty-three he knew he wouldn’t make sponsor anytime soon, so he’d enlisted. With the aliens already on Earth, it felt the right thing to do. After six straight weeks training, even a single day off was welcome. Not enough to go anywhere interesting, so it would have to be a visit to town to get laid, or drunk, or both. Only one day, so the drinking would have to be. . should have... (gasp) ... warned... (gasp) ... me...” she huffed and puffed but managed to get a full sentence out.“You... (gasp) ... wouldn’t have... (gasp) ... believed me ... it... (gasp) ... would have been... (gasp) ... impossible ... to ... describe... (gasp) ... what you just felt... (gasp)...” I huffed right back.After ten, of fifteen minutes of struggling to breathe again we both recovered enough to cling together and collapse into a deep, untroubled, sleep. However, the bed was.