I am a fourth year law student and fairly intelligent. I am no scholar but I get the grades needed to scale through any exams. I met my current boyfri...nd when I was in my first year and he was in his third year. Not to sound cynical, but it was not a typical “love at first sight” relationship like you see in the movies but we have been together ever since. We love each other like there is no else in the world but just the two of us, and our love grows stronger every day.We had sex a year after. It was a sight that never failed to arouse me and why would it be any different for him?My wife meanwhile just carried on looking at the action on the screen. A quick glance up and I could see why. The gang leader had just flipped the wife onto her hands and knees and was now fucking her doggie style. It's her favourite position and the guy in the film was simulating it pretty realistically. So much so that I knew my wife would be imagining it was her being impaled on the end of his cock. We do. I didn't have any sort of conscious criteria, but apparently I had a hell of a subconscious one. As I stared at the ceiling and ran though all the girls I'd found attractive ... ok, not all, but lets say all in the last month ... and compared them to the woman I'd dated. There was an obvious bias occurring. I guess I was worried about hurting them? So all the girls under a certain ... robustness, lets say ... I would admire from afar and then discounted as possible partners. Let be clear, I'm. It was a crazydream, as all dreams are, disjointed, not making sense, but very real."Is it the drugs that have caused this?" Peter asked, looking down at hischest."Silly girl, that's the best bit of the treatment." Karen laughed andrubbed his arm. "It was what you asked for." I asked for?"Now he thought about it, having got over the surprise, he did feel thatthe smooth legs and budding breasts were somehow right for him. Life hadalways been stressful, even back at school he had struggled to fit.