It sounds as though the glorified tin can this vehicle deigns to call a hull will be ripped away by atmospheric whim at any moment. Once again, even ... am starting to get a bit excited by the precariousness of our situation. My first thought should be for the danger, and it is… essentially. It’s more about Harry’s safety, but there’s a secondary, simultaneous thought. A strange one, by the standards of a sane human at least. ‘What if I got my toy out right now?’ Nobody would be able to. Maybe once, or twice at most. She said she is afraid of feeling physically uncomfortable, and simply doesn't feel any desire since she feels like a "milking machine" for our baby. I strongly suspect she feels guilty because she knows how badly I want to have sex, but doesn't feel she can give it to me. She says she wants to have sex again, but just can't bring herself around.Two nights ago, we watched a movie together. It was not a sexual movie, but was quite romantic. In bed, we started. On one such occasion, Jeffrey was enthusiastically pounding Jane's pretty bottom when she complained about his metal buttons. Since he was the utmost gentleman in such affairs, he thoughtfully removed his lower garments and opened his shirt to give the girl the benefit of a fabric-free copulation.It was at that time Jane noticed the heavily-muscled postman was covered with a thick mat of hair all over his body. It was black like shadows on a moonless night. The stuff was so profuse that below. Suddenly aware over the power she held over Drew, Lena started to fell a little ashamed over herself. It was almost as if she was coming on to him, and she definitely wasn't doing that. He was much too old and she was still in school. She tried to put him at ease again."Thanks Drew, for catching me." She smiled at him.As she turned to lift the carton he froze again, lost in her movements. She reminded him of all that had been good in his life, of Viola and those dreams he once had nurtured,.