But needing much more, I looked around for something to assist me in my play… ‘Ahhh!’ I said as I felt in my pocket. ‘My afternoon snack… a ...irm, not quite ripe banana… yummm… perfect…’ I slowly slipped the banana under the waist band of my uniform and my panties. I had no trouble sliding it in. I was wet all ready. Slowly at first I began to slide it in and out. Moaning more and more. ‘Shhhh’ I heard… it was him… keeping me quiet. Faster and faster, I plunged the fruit deeper. ‘Oh god!’ I. I made a fire pit of clay and rock, backed by slabs of rock to reflect the heat onto my front while the quartz wall reflected the head onto my back. I had many baskets of grain stacked against the far wall and thin wood wands hung from the rafters with preserved meat draped over them to stay dry. Many arms full of vegetables were also hung from the ceiling, preserved and dry. Seed from the best grain and the best vegetables were carefully put aside for the next year.I hunted every day that it. She sucked and sucked and sucked. Her pretty white face, her tender lips, blue eyes, blonde hair and beautiful hands – all on my penis and balls, trying to keep in a good mood. She was amazing.The waitress had not stopped but it was after 50 minutes that I grew desperate to touch her. So I pulled her up and undressed her. Just the way I had imagined, with my bare hands, licking every inch I was revealing.I laid her on the bed and opened the belt and jeans button. I pulled her jeans and undies. I hadn't seen her smile since he died. God, I'd missed that smile. Carol brought me my drink, kissed me deeply, and sat down by Marilyn. I reached for the Rolaids again."I know what's eating you, Jim, and we've got to talk about it. I'm afraid it'll kill you," Carol said. "I love you. I love you with all my heart. I've loved you since that first date the first weekend of my freshman year." I know," I replied. "And I love you, too. I always have." I've never doubted that for an instant, but I.