”“You don’t have to do that, but okay,” I said. Then I added. “Thank you.”Lillian smiled, then left. The days passed slowly since I had no...hing to do but sit around trying to think healing thoughts. It had to be a lot like Buddha contemplating his navel orange, I thought.My balance worried me a lot more than I let on. If it didn’t get significantly better, I was going to be in a world of shit. Sure it wouldn’t effect my driving of a car, but it would effect my ability to ride a bike. As a. She has such a crush on you, she'll probably will be dripping wet before you even get a chance to touch her." Do you promise that you'll take care of me if I do this thing with Emily for you?" No, I don't promise. I said I might, because it would get me hot seeing you naked and doing that to her. There's this other problem I have now with my assistant, Joyce. She heard the two of us talking about Emily, and now, she wants you to lick her pussy while I'm fucking you. She told me that it was a. ’ ‘I do have certain unusual feelings talking to you like this’ she said coyly. ‘You do? But how can you?’ ‘I don’t know. Perhaps I could change from a fairy without sex to one that does.’ ‘Then all the dirty old men would be touching you on the Christmas tree.’. ‘One already has, that big man who put me on the tree. The other day he was rubbing his noise into me underneath and I could not understand why.’ It sounded like my master .He will never live this down when I am restored to being a. My first exposure to prison life assured me that I had done right to take the fall for her; she could not have survived it. For that first year, she did indeed visit me every month. The visits were poignant. She assured me she was fine and refused to consider moving out of the house. She said she'd work extra to make the payments. I could see she was worried though. Something seemed not right, but then, she was under a lot of pressure. It was clear to me that my being inside was tougher on her.