Jen and I lazed around until lunch, apart from moving the battery charger from Dad's car to the Mini under Dad's watchful supervision. We were more co...fident, and less scared of it."You must remember to pull out the plug from the charger, so that you are absolutely sure the power is off, but don't forget that the battery is also full of electricity!"I managed to produce a large spark as I disconnected the charger leads."That's okay, it just shows that the battery is well charged. You haven't. ”Milena laughed, “I think my definition of boring and your definition of boring might be different.”“Am I boring?”“Conventional was what I said.”“So, boring.”Milena sighed, “In the context of that specific conversation, yes. But remember my context at that point. I would NOT call what we’ve been doing since then boring, because it’s a different context.”“Would you tell me the craziest thing you’ve ever done?”“I think we might need a few more bottles of wine. Are you SURE you want to know?”I. ...he release me when i started to suck him betterknowing i was now into it''feels good , go slow no one here take your time, i love this''making sure i feel good about it , rubbing my back with his strong hand keeping me cuddle on him making my head bobble up and down , mouth around his hard cock ''yes like this, you doing good, i bet you learn this looking at porn''licking his balls then all the cock up and down, then back mouth drooling on his bitch headhe was right, i saw lots of girls. (Ouch.)It was sad how quickly I had run out of ideas. Apparently, my (self-)love life had been a one trick pony – and now it was headed for the knacker’s yard.Thus, I was condemned to lie awake, my thoughts spiraling around that one out-of-reach goal like water around a drain, a numb sort of throbbing in my core, too deep inside and too small to reach it and – when I pictured Michael masturbating in the dark – too shy to come out and play.“Casey, are you listening?”I jerked out of my thoughts.