I found love with you, the closeness, the feeling of being one together, our making a family knowing that when I came in you we created a life, a beau...iful child. We have love between us, and I don't think having sex with a stranger would be the same. No, Judy, I don't want to be with another woman."Judy kept silent as I continued: "One more thing I should mention, Judy. What if I had sex with someone else and I fell in love with her? What about our relationship after that? What about our. That was so beautiful." I'd love to hear what happened", she said, "if you wouldn't mind telling me, of course. How did it start?"And so, I described exactly how it had happened that morning, in quite some detail. Whenever I skipped over anything, she'd interrupt and ask me exactly who'd done what - and I could see she loved hearing every bit of it, clearly getting more and more aroused as she listened, her hand soon slipping between the folds of her gown to casually finger her pussy. One of. She'll get torn apart if she gets put into one of those homes." They all knew this, from their experience with that relative with manic-depressive syndrome. Her family had struggled with her when she was a teenager, and she'd been in one of those homes briefly, and it had gone spectacularly badly.His mum was always the thinker. "So Eddie, you think this girl is not dangerous, but she's got some delusion, so she's got some psychological thing going on?" Mum, I asked myself this all day because I. " Parting, she kissed my cheek and giggled quietly.My notes became an incomprehensible jumble of names and concepts: "Vico...Montesquieu...anarchical fallacies...Telemachus..." next to the far more enticing "calm down...basement...minute." Regaining my composure as best I could, I half-ran across the library, concealing my semi and dodging tables as I passed.A cupboard door swung open, and she pulled me inside, pushing me to the wall with a forceful kiss against my lips. I tasted the sharp,.