He worked 40 yrs at the same place. He was intelligent, but I don't know, he always wished things were better but never made an effort. Do I wish that... he made more money, buy us more things, make some friends, fight the world, and be my hero? May be, I did. Now I respect him for whatever he did. If he was happy being worried, sad, lonely, sick, I am happy for him. He died before I could reach him, never told us he had heartburn on exertion. He feared hospitals, but I wish he made an effort to. Nobody eats fish and fish, or pours salt and salt on their dinner. What Hermione is doing is confusing compatibility for duplicity, it's not really love it's a game of snap.So with all things considered, Hermione should want me. Somewhere along the line I was her desirable one. Not Chang, me.She's always been mine. Since the moment I saw her. So what if I didn't know that was love until about sixth year, I know that's what its always been. And alright, I never made my move, or even planned to.. Kelly felt her legs trembling. One small voice in her brain said, 'this will be embarrassing,' and she tried to hold her back from another orgasm. Scott’s assault overruled. Kelly was gasping for air. She reached for Scott’s head to grab his hair and in the process lifted up her own head. She saw there were dozens of men crowded closely around watching them perform their sex act right in front of them as though it was live theater.Kelly was out of her mind. Never before had so many men watched. This was just driving me insane, plus the alcohol was taking effect. I wanted this stud between my legs, but I knew we couldn't go all the way, not with me having so much equipment.I slid toward the floor (which was clean, we have nice theaters in town), pulling my lover down toward me. His eyes lit up as I spread my legs, he saw my panties outside my hose. He got a really wild look about him. He jumped down and started kissing all over my legs, and my 'pussy' area."Baby, I need you, but the.