Not one has become less intense, or less aggravating, in the past weeks regardless of any logic I have tried to force myself to acknowledge. I thought...the dreams of him would cease if we ended things but I could not have been more wrong. The sensual ones are what haunt me the most and make me feel the most shameful. I have spent many hours reminising about all of the fantasies we used to play through, remembering all the ways his words would send a fire throughout my body. All the while slowly. That's still the best way." Yes, but hurry," she moaned. She allowed him to guide her to a small spot which because of the low overhanging tree boughs, she was forced to kneel on the thick grass and part a bush in front of her in order to see. Clyde was right behind her, hunkering down so that he could see into the clearing as well... There was King, again lying off to one side, eyeing them because he naturally knew that they were there, but following his master's orders not to interfere. . and now for the funny part. Dad and I went back to the garage dressed in our Sunday-go-to_meeting clothes. As we were standing there waiting for the grease job to finish, the powered grease gun popped off the grease nipple and waved around in the air ... spewing grease in many directions ... one of which was onto Dad’s suit! We spent another day in the motel while the local dry cleaners tried to get rid of the grease stain - didn’t work and Mum eventually threw out the suit.Back on the road. It wasn’t until she was back at the desk that she realized how odd that was for her. She’d only ever locked the doors at the end of the day. As she pondered on why she would have locked up she affixed the wood cylinder into the lathe. Again Sue was a little startled with her actions. She had no intention of creating anything today but as she picked up a chisel she let her hands do their thing as she thought about when she lost her virginity. That quickly changed to her wondering how her.