He struggled to keep up with her pace as she bounded up the stairs toward their bedroom not releasing her grip on his hand. It was the most excited he...had seen his wife in years, and certainly the most enthusiasm she had shown about the 'sperm donor' idea yet. It was no easy task working up to this moment. As he bounded up the last few stairs with his wife, he recalled how months ago she seemed so against this idea at first mention. It took time and patience, but her initial rejection of the. "I started out merely explaining to Alice that it was natural for her to feel the way she did but it would be a lot safer if she found another girl who had a similar situation and together maybe they could find out about their sexual needs. It is quite a common thing these days and could be good fun."I was guessing as I'd never done it with a woman myself!Then I blew it, I asked her if she ever played with herself and she started to cry and said she'd tried but didn't really know what to do, so. "I don't know you," Jake retorted. Kim thrust her hand forward for a handshake. "My name's Kim," she announced. "We are in the same Classics seminar. You sit way in the back ... in a corner ... huddled next to the wall farthest from the windows, hiding from the sun. What are you, a vampire?" "No." Jake affirmed. He was hesitant to take Kim's hand, but he decided to anyway for the sake of civility. "Well, you look Goth to me. Your clothes are so drab. What are you depressed about?" "I'm not. The croprests across my unmarked forearm. How high did I raise it last time. I rememberbringing it down with as much force as I could, so if I can get the startingheight right then I should be fairly close. Encouraged by this solution I bringthe crop to what I estimate the correct height and almost with relief bringit down with all my might. Realisation of what I am doing hits me at aboutthe same time as the pain, a long second after the crack reaches my ears. AgainI drop the crop and fall to.