You know I think it is disgusting. Please, I will do anything but that!" I could see the pleading in her eyes, and a small part of me (a VERY small pa...t) almost pitied her.As I talked, I continued to extricate myself. "No. I asked only one thing of you, and you won't do it. I see what 'anything' means to you." My tone was condescending, and I smiled as I saw the look of disbelief on her face. I have never treated her (much less any woman) like this, but she deserved it. This and so much more. I. If you haven’t come into contact with them, it may have happened between now and your true time.”“You have some disconcerting, yet interesting concepts stored in your library. Your people are very imaginative. Your data has caused me to re-analyse my state of being.”“I believe that the people who created me have lost this concept. They haven’t conducted space travel for many millennia of our years until this recent need to do so. My analysis is that they have become entrenched in a set way of. Christine looked at me with an odd expression. It took me a moment, but understanding eventually arrived. Christine thought I had banished Tess. I took her face in my hands and kissed her forehead. "Silly girl. Just because Tess will not be living here, does not mean she cannot visit. If it is a bad time, I will tell you." At that point, we pulled out the laptops and had a discussion about what my coming marriage would mean. That night, I slept wrapped around Christine. It was nice and it was a. Kissing and slightly sucking while simultaneously running my hands down your thighs, gripping at them but not pulling them apart just yet. Getting hotter with every moment my chest is pressed up against your back, I’d take my shirt off. Most likely leaving me in a muscle shirt/wifebeater. I’d turn you around to straddle me, allowing me to reach around your back unhooking your bra with one hand while kissing down your neck to your chest. I'll keep from rushing, being just as excited and worked.