Eros is a possessive love. It will be one of the cornerstones of our union, along with our friendship and our caring love for each other. And I am so,...so happy he thinks my body is sexy!" Good morning Becky! How are you?"Robert had woken up. Rebecca bent down and kissed him. "Good morning! I'm fine. Ready for our next adventure?" Wouldn't miss it." Robert got up wearing just his briefs and looked about the room, then poked his head through the single door on the wall opposite of the closed. We had fifty-four great and wonderful years together, but she's gone now, just like your love. My love died, but I can see that your love only left you for another." How can you see all that in my doodling? How can you know the heartbreak and anguish of losing someone to another? Someone who doesn't even come close to deserving her; how can you know all that just by looking at something in the wetness of a bar top?Like I told you ... ah, I don't even know your name. Mine's Bill, Bill Monroe,. " Oh very well! Our way of life, then. What do you do with them?" "Oh, darling," she sighed, hugging my arm and laying her head on my shoulder like a wearied and exasperated wife. "Can't we talk about something else?"I couldn't budge her. Try as I might, I couldn't persuade her to tell me what happened to the people who threatened the Nether Slype way of life. I was relieved, of course. At least she wasn't planning to murder anyone, so the threat of prison withdrew, or so I thought. For. Fingers dig into flesh more deeply, their kisses become more desperate. It’s a struggle now, to maintain this delectable restraint they have exhibited upon the bed. They convince themselves that it may never happen again --and that may very well be so-- to spur on this intimate experience for as long as possible.With each drawn out thrust and stroke, they go further and further than they had ever been in their young lives, further distance than they have ever run before. They forget more and.