I know. It was that way when I met your mother ... it still is, actually. I just don't tell her that often enough."That's one of the lessons I've lear...ed already. You have to tell her that you love her, but it's not just saying the words. You have to show her, in all kinds of ways ... the way you touch her when you don't need to ... the way you look at her ... hugging her or kissing her when she doesn't expect it. It's all those things, and they all add up." I was getting a little choked up. .'I gently fucked her with one finger, curling up to tickle her g-spot for a while as I licked at her pussy and then picked it up with two fingers, amazed at how hot and wet she was and dying to be inside her.'Since you've, errm, waited so long, what's your favourite position?' I pressed, carefully milking her all the while.'Oh I don't care, just give it to me,' she laughed. Then her eyes bulged as I sat up and she got an eyeful of my swollen cock. 'Now, fucking hell, give it here!'Tight liquid. The Old Creator himself! I didn't actually see Him, it was just this big voice talking to me. I felt like I was in a Bill Cosby routine.The Voice, said, "JONAH SON OF (AH - MITT - TIE), YOU HAVE TO GO TO NINEVEH IMMEDIATELY!"RIGHT!"YES, GO TO NINEVEH, THAT BIG CITY, AND LET THEM KNOW THAT THEIR WICKED WAYS HAVE CAUGHT MY ATTENTION."Now, I don't know about you, but personally, I was not thrilled about going to a strange city, and telling the citizens there that God knows all about their sins. I. I was already showing enough to the class. No one knew how hard it was feeling these jolts of pleasure travel through me while being still and silent. It was absolute torture not being able to feel my hard rigid nipples or run my finger through my wet labia finally showing their engorged state to my erect nub of spine-tingling nerve endings. I so wanted to feel myself, but I did not dare in front of a class full of art students. They were already getting more than an eyeful. I started to breath.