Reality was likely to much messier and harder.Well, after today, he had something else to add to the list. They'd spent the afternoon visiting an uncl...e — boring! On the way home Chris had been sitting in the back of the car daydreaming, when he'd idly noticed something on the side of the road: he saw a girl leaning over a baby stroller, lifting a small child out of it, comforting it and giving it a kiss. Just before the girl had slipped out of sight, she'd looked up and, to his amazement, it. It is the way the Soleroid wedding dance is done. The betrothal pact is only made when the male erupts in desire. The copper string around the man’s genitals, solely used for the ceremony, keeps the momentum building with the effect that it makes it very hard for the male counterpart to release his seed.I once heard of a man who was having so much pleasure, he did not release his seed in his to-be-betrothed. After ten hours of her grinding on him, the poor bride was too tired to continue and so. Why the long face?" He saw right through the smile that I had pasted on and saw my frown. "Just dreaming, I guess. Sometimes it makes me a little sullen. I come here to leave that behind." "No one with your face should ever be sullen. Don't allow it to control you." Then he sat back and offered me a seat on the bench. "You should take charge and not let the blues rule your day." "I wouldn't say that anything rules my day,"I shot back as if I needed to defend myself. "Then you do as you please?". Linda met Betty in the kitchen after they'd tidied up the table and the men were at the TV set. Chad and his son were watching a ball game.Linda said, "How do I go about it, mom?" I mean, it seems like this afternoon was a dream, and now daddy's here and everything is just like it was before." It's not like before," Betty said. "You and I have both been laid by your brother, and if we're going to continue to have any real fun, then you have to take care of your father, keep him busy and guilty.