Instead of wiping up the spilled semen I rubbed it on my skin and let it dry so I would wake up with the strong smell of my own spunk ij the bed.On Sa...urday afternoon I went round to Alan's again and after a brief chat we both went into his back room where he had left out the porno magazines. I told him I'd been doing it a lot all week and that my penis felt sore, which it did. He asked if he could have a look and I pulled my jeans and underpants down to my ankles. I felt a little embarrassed. On the other hand, it was in a row of similar properties, so I took the laptop out onto the front porch and sat there sweating and being bitten by mosquitoes.When 8 o’clock came and went I scooted through to the back and looked up at the hill. No sign of my date – because that’s what it was, I told myself. I had a breakfast date. The kettle was full, boiled, the teabag was in the nice pink mug I had found at the back of the cupboard. The bedroom was aired and the bedding smoothed out.I went. "It took a second to sink in. I sat up. "Yes. Thank you. Prof. On wedding finger. I love your family, Prof." We. Love you. Mark."It took me a couple of seconds to see it, which scared me because it shouldn't have taken that long. I fetched it to me as fast as I could, letting my body provide the deceleration because I was having trouble managing the flying process. I floated it up to my left hand and put it on.I held up my left hand with the fingers spread, saying, "On third finger, Prof. No. " That's disgusting," I said.Theresa looked at my mom and asked, "Why does he keep saying these things?" That's the way he was raised. It is disgusting to say that to your wife."I looked at Jeanie and asked, "It's why you told Jessica to be careful when you two came to see me in the hospital, isn't it?" Then I turned to Theresa and said, "It's why you've said 'hell' when I've said something nice, when you didn't expect it."My mother broke into the conversation with, "Theresa, did you know ....
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