I drew a plan for a still then put it into a folder called, Moonglow. I know not very original but there you go I'm pretty boring.My design called for...an pressure cooker. I planned to use an electric hotplate for heat at first. The whole idea was to experiment, not produce enough liquor to sell. The pressure cooker I chose was a small home canning type that held up to two gallons. I placed the order on line through one of those shopping sites. It would arrive before the end of the week for. “I would love to, but only if you are ok with it. I feel that you were meant to be a cuckold husband for me… and now I am happy. I have two lovers.”“Two lovers? Am I not good enough for you Kate?”“Don’t say that Noel. It’s just that he is better in bed. I… I’m not saying that you are bad. But it’s just that...You understand it right?” she replied nervously.No matter who you are, or what position you hold in life. But when your wife or the partner you love tells you that you are not good in bed,. I looked at it more closely; looks clean; the top is leaking. I wiped it with the towel. It’s almost the length of my face. I brought my lips closer to it to give a kiss. He warmly took my head in his hands and brought it closer. I brushed my lips through the entire length of the tool. It’s just like kissing a hot maize cob. ‘Just a kiss, at the top’ he pleaded. I took the towel, again wiped it well and kissed the top. The skin was very sensitive and heat was more there. He made a moaning. “Sven,” she gushed, a tad too much but pretty normal for her, “It’s such a pleasure to see you - it’s been far too long.”And so we exchanged pleasantries as friends who haven’t seen each other for two or three years do.“So,” she asked, “and what are you doing with yourself these days? I’ve heard you’re a single man again...”The unspoken question, the gentle probe. I responded by telling her I was now fully retired, not looking for either work or another ‘companion’ and just generally rather.