Not because he wanted to crawl. Crawled because he had no way of standing. The floor was tilting, and he couldn’t stand.Cold. Cool. Tiles. The bathr...om was cold, cool tiles. He laid his head down, cheek against the tile, trying to soak its cold into his body. He was trying to drive off the heat that had him sweating. He laid on the tiles, trying to get as much of his body against the tiles as he could.He didn’t know how long he lay there. It could have been a minute. It could have been days.. She held me even longer this time when I walked her to her car. The next morning we had the rental truck loaded and said goodbye again to Dee and hit the road. For the first hour Barbra said little, only directions on where to go and by the time we passed Buffalo it had started to snow. Soon Barbra’s phone rang, it was Dee asking where we were, she then told Barbra we needed to get off the highway .She then hung up and in only a few short minutes she came back and said “there is a hotel at. His name was Bobby and god was he hot. He had a swimmer's build (which wasn't surprising considering he was on the swim team in High School) that he frequently showed off when he tanned himself in his backyard wearing nothing but speedos. Today was no different. We occasionally looked out to see a perfect vantage point of Bobby from our window as we fucked."Oh god baby, he's wearing those blue ones that make his cock look so tasty", Eric commented on Bobby's blue speedos. He wasn't kidding.. Books.. keepers of dreams, truth and history.. myth making, bliss enhanced, artful colorings of life. My coat off now reveals a tasteful black skirt cut to mid thigh, short enough to demand attention while long enough to deem respect. Black silky stockings grace my legs, secret knowledge that they are lace topped thigh his make me giggle with glee. Leather knee hi boots with 3′ heels creates an Amazonian appearance, regal and wanton. I love being tall and walk with an air of confidence that.