Raise them up that they may sing to Thee and praise Thee without ceasing, through the prayers of the Theotokos, O Thou Who alone lovest mankind.“Ame...,” we all said again.“What else do you need, Snuggle Bear?”“A truckload of aspirin,” I said.“Al told them not to give you anything for the pain unless you requested it. He knows you hate drugs with a white-hot passion. I’m sorry about the sedative before, but Doctor Barton was right.”“It’s OK, Honey. I just need something to take the edge off,. These are our stories. Stories that fall somewhere between dreams, hopes, and fantasies. Part One, Alli’s Vision is an extended transcript of a chat log between us on 11/30/01. I’ve added some parts to it for the sake of continuity, aesthetics and depth. It is written from your point of view, so I hope I have depicted your psychology correctly. Part Two, Sydney Night Life is an extended transcript of a chat log between us on 11/29/01. It was inspired by a dream that took place in two separate. The cap sailed and she tipped the bottle up, drinking thirstily."You know mom doesn't like that." chided Robby. "It marks up the aluminum."Debbie let the bottle fall back, half empty. She let out a long burp and wiped her mouth with her forearm. "That's not important right now." she said edgily. "We have to stop that man." Why?" asked Mike, trying to do the same thing he'd seen Debbie do, but unable to make it work. "Maybe he bought the place."Debbie jerked the bottle from his hands and opened. I have never mastered my gag reflex. So I make the most of it orally. The unit does not care. It is designed to be thoroughly responsive to my personal needs and desires. And it is. Can a girl reach orgasm this way? I can. I do. My eyes are closed tight. my imagination is in overdrive as I hold onto all the sensations the unit has enabled within me. What if it could come? Would I swallow?A little later I put it to what must have always been intended as its primary use. First, I tentatively.