I am one sick person. That's why I have issues with sex, okay? I'm a sick, perverted freak."I erupted in fresh tears and hugged myself tight and just ...anted it all to go away. I hadn't counted on Stuart being every bit the guy I'd wanted in life. He sat down on my bed and caressed my shoulders. It was agony because I wanted him to take me in his arms."Okay, that was a surprise to say the least. I honestly don't know what to say, really. How...long have you felt this way?" For about four years.. " "I bet you were loving it, huh?" "Truthfully, I was more than a little scared. Then, she backed away and took off all her clothes. I was dumbfounded. She was really pretty, beautiful, really. Pretty little pussy, just a trace of hair down there, breasts, oh, bigger than A-cup, B's probably. Nice. Then, she reached over to her dresser and handed me a condom. Just like that and I'm still dressed." "She seemed to know what she wanted: you. I kind of know the feeling," she said as I felt her. He really looked like a devil. As soon as the C.O. left, my cellmate said, "Take off your shit." I looked at him. "My what?" I started to say, but was cut off by a slap to the side of the head so fast and hard it made my eyes tear up. "You clothes, bitch! Don' make me tell you again."I quickly stripped naked. "Now pull my draws down, foo," he said. I reached over to grab the waistband of his shorts. "What the fuck is this!" he yelled. He slapped me again and I could feel my left eye starting to. Ill be here with my nectar plant in overdrive she said so hurry back and tell me his reaction. Are you hoping that he will want to come round? I enquired – No comment she smilingly replied. As I walked towards where I knew I would meet John, I wondered why Margaret had suppressed the thoughts she had rediscovered after so long and what our married lives would have been like if those desires had surfaced earlier. Maybe my inability to give her a child could have been mitigated by the repeated.