Somewhere in the middle of the night, she awoke, feeling something gripping her wrists and stretching them outward to the bedposts. Kathy began to str...uggle, but to no avail. She opened her eyes wide and looked around the room, but saw nothing in the darkness. Suddenly, soft feminine fingers arose from her pillowcase covering her eyes. She felt lips on her cheeks softly kissing her. "Who are you?" she cried out. "What are you?" In response, all Kathy heard was a somehow familiar quiet laughter.. "which i really didn't care about the rules. i just wanted to have some time with those shoes. so my sister is really excited and went to her room to get ready. About 2 hours later her friend shows up and does exactly what i was hoping for. walked in and ditched her shoes by the door. the two girls wouldnt stay in my sisters room so i didn't get a chance to do anything yet, so i decided to wait til they were asleep. so the rest of the night drug on and finally it came to 9 o`clock and i told. There had been no mockery or condescension in her voice. What harm would it do to contact this Dr. Theriault? The half hour drive home gave my thoughts clarity, though not necessarily hope. I made a cup of tea, then opened the envelope containing the accumulated medical and psychological information about my impotence. The first page had a sticky note with Dr. Theriault’s name and telephone number. Oh, what the hell. I picked up my cordless phone and called. ‘Hello, this is Lorraine Theriault.’. My wife does know I masturbate "occasionally" but she'd be shocked to see how I take advantage of her absences and spend 3-4 hours of edging and doing all sorts of kinky things to myself on video, pictures, X-Ham broadcast and C2C with other men.A few months ago I made the big leap and advertised on Craig's List for a jerk buddy. I linked up with a guy 1/2 my age at my house(wife was away) and we had a nice intimate jerk session(see story on this post).I used to get off watching commercial porn.