"Cum?" Nigella asked, as the others whispered amongst themselves, as if I had said something significant. "As in, an orgasm?" Yes!" I said excitedly, ...elighted to hear they were familiar with orgasms.The room was abuzz with murmuring, and Nigella turned to the other women and they spoke in hushed tones. Again they all looked familiar and again I couldn't place them, but I had a feeling they would come back to me soon."We should run some tests on your semen, if that's OK" Nigella said, turning. He paused briefly at the kerb before allowing the car to enter the darkness of the garage. He turned off the engine and took a last drink of water from his bottle before climbing out of the SUV. He opened the rear door and retrieved his brief case as he walked around the back of the vehicle and headed to the front door. ‘God its warm again, summer’s nearly here,’ he thought briefly to himself as he stepped into the cool dark hallway of the company villa. ‘Anyone home?’ he called into the empty. Instead of just thinking about basketball, baseball, football, and hockey, now I never know when I’m suddenly about to have some deep positive thinking on relationship issues. I continued thinking about why I do that, don’t talk to her enough. I tend to zone out, especially when driving. I allow her to carry most of the conversation while half listening to her and nodding my acknowledgement, but never remembering, actually, what it was she said, sometimes not for days later. Then, when I. “How? Why? And your voice, I recognize it. You were in my dreams.” “I will tell you, Cara, it’s time you for you to understand.” Gail’s voice was calm and sultry. “You see love, we are all connected in a subtle manner that is not easily identifiable. Our thoughts, our emotions, our energy, it is all cohesive.” She began to walk slowly toward Cara, and continued, “This vitality forms an imperceptible bond that breathes amidst all of us and grows stronger between certain subjects. Some call this.