‘Nope. A promise.’ His mouth forms a little frown of thought. ‘You know, I like navels.’ I fold my hands behind my head again. ‘Why’s that...’ ‘They’re such a convenient place to store one’s lint. That, and they’re like little mini-pussies for my finger.’ He grins, sticking his pinky into my navel again to demonstrate. ‘Why do blond girls have sore belly buttons?’ He pauses for a beat waiting for me to respond. After a bit he realizes I’m not going to say anything so he delivers the punch line.. .. Apparently to be happy most gays need a strong sex so they are happy .... Emmy everybody to live life according to their understanding, I do not impose my thinking on anyone, my hopes and feelings. Most people enter into a relationship with high expectations, life taught me not to expect and hope for anything, so I avoid the risk of disappointment, which is almost always certain. No man is an island alone, and can not be alone in life but better alone than with an inappropriate relationship. Maude stepped forwards hesitantly, the slight echos of her shuffling feet surrounding her. She stopped in the middle of the hall, breathing heavily and hoping that her heart would slow down. Less than five minutes before she had been in her bed, warm and comfortable, and feeling as secure as it was possible for any Death Eater to feel. Her previous visit to the castle had gone well enough, when the Dark Lord had honoured her by personally giving her a task: the first time she had been. I called her a dirty bitch and asked her if she really had a dildo.Sure she said,the bottom drawer is full of them.I immediately turned on the bed and reached for the drawer.No she shrieked and literally jumped on me.I could feel her heavy tits on my back as she tried to stop me.If she had been a second quicker she would have.She was heavier than me, a size 18 I suppose,but sort of broad,and strong.She was pretty enough though.We were both about 5 foot 4,but she had long brown hair,while I had.