My parents owned a couple of campers and boats on our property for when we went down to the coast to stay a few weeks. We use to play on the boats as ...well, but the campers were always locked.One day, while my father was at work and my mother went to town for groceries, we found the biggest camper unlocked. Faith and I stormed in and claimed what beds we owned, the tables, etc. The camper was unlocked from that point on; that was to be our new play ground.Another day came where my mother was. I do meanhuge. It had to have been two inches across. The shaft hosed into thebooth behind it and the whole thing was a good eight inches on my side ofthe booth. I was so hot from the other guy that I trembled wanting thisone and I leaned forward to take it into my mouth.I got just the head in. My jaws were stretched but I could still feel thevelvet smoothness of it and swirl my tongue around it as my hand circledthe shaft and started to slowly stroke it. The guy on the other side waspressed. .” I added.“You think I’m an echo of your wife?” Danielle asked.“It’s just a theory at this point. Let me ask you some questions.” I said as we pulled into her driveway. “And try to just answer with the first thing that comes to mind.”“Okay.” She said.“Favorite actor?” I asked.“Toss up,” She started. “Robert Downey Jr. or Robert Picardo.”That, I had not been expecting. She just named two of my favorite actors.“Favorite Band or Artist?” I asked.“Disturbed.” She said as we got out of the. Abigail was scared at a fundamental level, leaving her unable to rationalise or function properly.They began to eat together. Simple food that he thought she would be able to digest; soups and pasta being their staple diet. There were beneficial side effects; Abigail began to put on weight, filling out bit by bit while Paul lost some of his excess and felt the fitter for it. But, often as with television or music, her attention wandered until she sat there, almost catatonic in a far away place,.