The two men went into the second bedroom that was to be the nursery. The furniture had been pushed into the center of the room and covered with a drop...cloth. The floor was covered with a drop cloth as well. Two cans of paint and two rollers (one for the flat wall and one for the corner) were in a pile in the corner of the room.“She picked out a baby blue paint. We’re going to leave the trim white,” George said.Burl looked at the walls to assess how much prep work would be required. He was. Walk down the street and look at your fellow humans one day. Everyone you see has some type of pain, no matter how trivial it may be. The problem is, the way the world works. We learn that it’s better to stay self-absorbed, the better not to get involved and hurt. The ones who don’t learn that -or worse, try to change it- get eaten alive. It’s easy to get wrapped up in pain when you’re experiencing it, and feel like you’re the only person in the world. I watch the man who used to be my. "Why don't you join us? You look like you could use a cool down." Alright," he muttered after a pause to consider. I'll rinse off and come back." Bring some more beers - will you honey?"He nodded as he trudged through the open sliding door and disappeared."Your husband looks like a million." Thanks. He works hard. Summers kill him."Mike returned with a towel and a six pack. His baggy board shorts looked a few sizes too big producing a curious visual contradiction because Mike is a large. This is science, not fantasy.For those of you who are just starting to explore yourselves, or are reinvigorating your sexual self, you should walk before you run. For those of you who are healthy enough, experienced enough, you should discover your sexual athleticism."Dr. Carly purred on, "Many of my ladies are true sexual athletes, capable of amazing pleasure for themselves and others. And like conventional athletes, your tallest hurdles are psychological ones."********"Hey girly! It's been.