Her mouth came alive under mine as she threw her arms around my neck and returned the kiss enthusiastically. We continued this for awhile until she pu...lled away saying, " What's happening to me? I never throw myself at a man, especially a client!" I said, " I don't know but I feel it too. I could eat you up right now! Do you want me to stop? We're not hurting each other or anyone else but if you want me to stop, I will." She gave me another look of confusion but reached for me again. She grabbed. It is hard (no pun intended) to say too much about the feelings a man and woman get from the loving fellowship of libidos. Mary was a wonderful, delicious woman, soft where she should be soft, but with a thick torso from years of physical exercise, a strength surprisingly great yet feminine, a feel devine. I was enjoying just enjoying her, with no time requirement. Her hands were gentle as she began to unbutton my shirt, never letting her lips leave mine. My hands were roaming over her, feeling. " What do you mean?" Your problems are centered around gender and sex, Cindy. You must change the way you see yourself as a woman and you must change the way you see men. Even if they still see you as a goddess, you must see yourself as a recovering spoiled child." Oh. Humiliation." It is not humiliation if somebody else does not do it to you. It is self-abasement to cure a scarsità of inner beauty. You must acquire the ability to recognize and admit when you are wrong and emerge stronger. I think it's even harder on him because he knows that we don't even needhis second income to stay solvent. We've had the mortgage paid off foryears, we never had kids, and I reached tenure at the university a fewyears ago, so I've got a salary as long as I want to work and when Iretire we'll have my significant pension.He was still waving that roll at me as I came up to him and smotheredhim in an embrace. Then I started to feel guilty about something else,something that's always bothered me.