Days passed and we got close again. One night, I asked her about her sexual life. She told me not to ask about that. From the tone of her voice, I und...rstood that there was some problem in it. I knew she would eventually tell me so I waited for her to open up herself.That day did come. She said that her married life was not at all good. It seems that her husband comes home after work tired, has food and directly fucks her and sleeps. There were no foreplays or any love between them.She said she. I really think he is hot, a young married stud, athletic andhandsome. He and I have worked out at the gym together a couple of times,and in the locker room I have seen that he has a great body, and caughtglimpses of a nice, cut cock in a thick bush of curly black pubes. I satnaked in his office chair, jacking my cock, and thinking about him,thinking about his naked body, imagining him here in his office with me. Istood and humped my cock against the back of his chair, then I rubbed mycock on. The angel, having taken his sickness into her own being, and mortally weakened from her generous offering, collapsed, dying, in the yard where her mother, the Goddess of Light, had borne her only hours before. The Goddess, seeing her daughter's plight, blew away the Storm God's angry clouds and bathed her in her radiant light, healing her and bringing her back to life as a mortal girl.Béla stared at the young man as she absorbed the information about his life here, in awe at the amazing tale. Gabby had just turned four,graduating to wearing Pull-Ups to bed occasionally when needed andhadn't even started school yet. She was staying with their grandmotherfor the summer and finally hadn't needed to bring the diaper bag alongwith her. Malcolm's curiosity got the better of him and he opened thebag, peering inside. There was a thick stack of white disposable babydiapers, a bottle of baby powder, baby wipes, a pacifier, and whatlooked like a baby book and toys at the bottom. Malcolm.