The tempo increases again and you are almost in ecstasy. Oh, how wonderful Inoutinoutinoutinout…oh and the rubbing on your clitoris is so intense. Y...ur clit is sending spasm after spasm of pleasure shooting everywhere at once. It is so intense. You are so close to the edge. It is so wonderful. Oh, don’t stop…let this never end. It is so goooooood. Finally you reach the end of your climb up the mountain of pleasure and you cascade over the other side. It ‘ s like electric shocks everywhere at. I met him when I stopped at a local park for a few moments to watch a shuffleboard match.Howie is a garrulous, white-haired, small, portly man who, when I first met him and later when I interviewed him in depth, was wearing violent red suspenders and a wildly colorful Hawaiian shirt... with gray pants and wing-tip brogues... and a straw hat.He was soaking up the sun, peering through sunglasses and talking at anyone who came near.He vented a constant flow of information about himself, about. "Empty as always." I muttered to myself, as i walk towards my kitchen. I wasn't really in the mood to cook anything big and fancy, so i just made some noodles.I went to the living room, and sat down on my couch. I turned on some TV, it was some stupid run of the mill sitcom but whatever. It will do for now. As i ate that creeping feeling of........ I wanna call it despair? I mean it'a not that bad, but i can't really think of anything else to call it so let's just call it despair. That creeping. They were both too tired to wash or to make love, but climbed into Rebecca’s bed and Sarah curled up with Rebecca wrapping her arms around her, and they fell asleep.Much later the following morning, being Sunday, Sarah slowly stirred, and as she rose from the deepest of sleeps, she remembered the events of the previous night and smiled to herself, but then became aware that she wasn’t in her own bed and that her friend was firmly situated between her legs with her tongue already lapping at her.