That will not make it better." Yes it will. What do I have to do? Do you want me to do something?" She reached for his zipper.He was hard as a rock.He...kissed the scratches on her legs and turned her over on her stomach. He kissed and put ointment on the scratches on her back. They were very red."Janet, I want you to talk to somebody who can help," he said."Now put on your put on your clothes and come down to eat with us," Howie said."Help me," she said."I need to get downstairs," Howie. He was friendly, nice to talk to, didn't mind me checking him out, DID check me out once in a while. By the time the pizza arrived he knew a lot about me as I did him.His 'bulge' looked to be about eight inches and thick...soft. Halfway through the pizza I was informed that he was almost f******n inches long, when aroused and, “thick enough to make a few call for mama.” Since all of my nerves had been on edge, since he'd walked in the door, hearing that just turned me to Jello all over. By the. “Are you sure?” she asked. I smiled at her and nodded, then stood behind the door and opened it for her. She hesitated only for a second, then stepped out and closed the door behind her. I quietly cracked the door back open only enough that I could hear better and possibly peek out but with it being as late and as dark as it was, I didn’t think I’d see much. I watched as the white silhouette of my wife faded into the living room. At first I heard nothing. I was trying to see through the crack. . Steven? Hon?" Yeah. I'm here. I'm -- It's okay." Steven... Do you understand what I mean? I'm trying to say... Hon, it was... Well, I didn't expect it. I just didn't expect it." Well, sure, you... uh... you really like this guy. Right?" Yes, I do, Steven. I do. Not like with you, in so, so many ways, but... Well, it's just very different. My whole life has changed so quickly, it just -- I don't know how to explain it, and this isn't the time to try, but... Steven... sweetheart, I hope this.