The reason I wanted to avoid the week long shopping trip was because I wanted to avoid the week long shopping trip, and that was even before Julia had...mentioned that "There are fantastic men's clothes in Italy," which I knew all too well already. They do have some extremely good men's clothing in Italy - even I have to admire the quality of some of the stuff I've bought there - but I'm certainly not so impressed by them that I'm going to buy more while my body is still changing.Lunchtime had. I walked over and faced him. My hand reached out between his legs and I felt the rubbery flaps of his (His? Yep, HIS) vulva. Well engorged... and the huge clitoris. I could draw the hood back over it, like with my own foreskin. And I did this, back and forth several times until he stopped me."Did I tell you I wanted a handjob? Get down there."A hand on my shoulder pushed me to my knees. I was kneeling on the tiled floor of the shower, water streaming down onto both of us. He grabbed my head and. Why he couldn't see the real reasons behind my random outburst I did not know. Maybe because I was an emotional train wreck? Since he didn't understand, nor bothered to read my thoughts (I didn't even know how to tune anything out, and he's had more practice), I was gathered up into the curve of Shadow's chest where he cradled and caressed me in comfort. "It's okay, Luna. Shhh," he cooed. Now that hearing was intensified to me his voice sounded like velvet, the deepness sending vibration. Unfortunately she's also frigid. We often went two months without sex, with the usual excuses of her being too tired or having a headache.Steph's lack of sex drive has been a constant source of marital strife. Our arguments usually end with me apologizing while she cries. Because of this I have become more familiar with my hand than her body. I spend most of my weekends with the guys. On one of these weekends I had gone over to my friend Bill's house to watch baseball. Steph was planning on.