They were done yesterday, so I got an appointment for today. Unfortunately, today was our last day in Suna, so I wanted to spend as much time with him...alone., Gaara was going to all the needed to be done before I came back, so we could be together before I had to leave. I sat in the waiting room, waiting for my name to be called. I fiddled with the magazine in my hands as I fought another wave of nausea. Finally my name was called and I went into the room. To be honest I can't remember the. Rather than deal with that embarrassment, i started to make an exit. as far as i knew, we were still friends. but. then. she crawled into my lap. the other thing about being in a slump is that you miss the touch and feel of a woman, and she felt great. soft. smelled great. she fit."she fit" this is one of those things that people don't talk about. it's one of those things that is hard to explain but when a woman (or man, i guess) fits in your arms it just works. she fit. and my little head. I turned over and went to sleep with a hardon that wouldn't die. I awoke some time after midnight and still had a half-hardon. It was cold as hell but I had to take a piss. My wife was sleeping soundly and I could hear her snoring lightly. I reluctantly arose and headed for the bathroom in just my shorts and T-shirt thinking I'd probably freeze my ass off before I got back to bed.I was pleasantly surprised when I opened the bathroom door to find it was much warmer than the bedroom due to a. Could be 'responsible' for us while she 'got to the bottom of things'.Daddy called a local shyster and sprung us.We explored some more. I found ... hah! ... a pawnshop chock full of old guitars and the owner had not a clue that a 1952 Fender Telecaster with case, would be worth a fortune ... same thing with a 1951 Precision Bass in white with a hardshell case. I saw a fairly good Bassman in tan ... and a very nice one also in tan. Both had numbers on the dashboard and a master volume control.