"Can I have some more wine, Mr. Harlan?" she asked. The wine had become like medicine. The old man allowed her a swig from the jug every fifteen minut...s or so, and immediately after drinking it, she would doze off, blissfully content.The old man pulled the jug from under his knees, the wine sloshing as the truck jiggled. "Here you go, pretty gal. Go easy on it, though. There ain't all that much left."Lynn cradled the glass jug, licking her lips as she watched the wine get foamy from the. Subject never came up. Its like Susan just doesn't have a sex drive.A few weeks ago I got spam email for something called the 'Splitter'. Normally I would have deleted it, but I was desperate. The attached video never explained what the product was, just that it was designed to kick-start the sex drive of married couples who has 'lost that spark'. When I showed it to Susan she said it was probably just a porno, but since we had been offered an 'exclusive free offer' we might as well try.Two. Monday:"2 Broke Girls"Max is an unemployed 20-something year old man with a criminal record whois desperate to find a way to pay his rent. He meets Oscar, a 20-something year old former rich boy whose father was recently sent toprison. Unable to find jobs as themselves, they discover a local diner islooking for waitresses. Oscar reveals to Max that he is a secret cross-dresser and they sneak back into his family's mansion to recover his pethorse and his secret stash of women's clothing,. Her next act clearly defined it as her hands reached for my and Chuck’s crotches. Her touch there was like voltage surging through me. My clit is prominent. It does not hide beneath a hood to be coaxed out for pleasure. It is proudly displayed like the end of your little finger. Chuck said that was a major reason I stayed in a state of arousal. She went right for it. For the umpteenth time that night, I let loose a moan that had to be heard for quite a distance. It included another orgasm.Her.