Jess had no intention of following his request, not unless it suited her anyway, but she knew the very fact that he would have to think of what he wan...ted and then write it down would drive him crazy all day. Sure enough, George spent the day trying to prevent the discomfort of not being able to achieve a full erection from happening too often ? he wasn?t very successful. When the time came to leave work, George?s underwear was soaked through, he was quickly realising just want his fantasies had. He has no idea what day it is — and dares not ask — but he is sure that the Thanksgiving holiday is over. He guesses that it is either the Friday or the Saturday after. He has to get back to college. He has to get back to his studies. He has to get back to Donna, his precious Donna. She comes in early in the evening and puts the bowl of oatmeal on the floor. As usual it is just out of his reach. She stands over it . . . over him. Then after several minutes she nudges it forward a few. They even gave chase to the car. We headed north to Woodbridge and rented another truck from a competitor of the one we got ours from. The cargo was transferred and we drove back to where we rented the original truck and turned it in.Tiffany said, "I trust you, Piper, but this makes me nervous. Not so much for me but for you guys." We'll do just fine. Tiffany drives up the 400 with us a few kilometres behind. If something looks suspicious we head east instead of west. We can't have the pack. Later my thinking pattern was changed, thanks to veni. She helped me look at things positively, that it was all only getting better for me and not worse. Veni personally moved her hand from my stomach to the face and looked at me smilingly. I also looked at her curiously.She knew that I yet wasn’t sure of what to assume of all this. So she slowly guided my hand to her own belly. My pulse increased terrifically. I felt like a thousand lightning thundering inside me. Then she helped my hand reach.