“Make love to me,” he said.I smiled sadly at him. “You have no idea how much I would love to that, but I have to have your decision first. It’...s hard enough for me to think of taking your memories of me from you now. To make love to you again and it would be love Mitch, and then have to wipe that memory too, it would devastate me.”He took my hand and held it between his. He had my left hand, and he played with the ring on it. “Do you love me?” he asked.I hear the hitch in his voice. He was upset. O. told him that Johnson said that he was making too much money to end the war, and that he would give the ‘boys’ something to keep their minds off the fighting. He said there was more pussy and drugs there than you could shake a stick at. A lot of guys over there came home all fucked up with VD and such. Somehow he didn’t bring home any VD, but he sure was fucked up on drugs.” As she talked she stroked my cock with her free hand. “We were married before he went over, and yes, I fucked around. She seemed in no hurry. She kept staring atVictor through the mirror and kept grinning at him as if to ask him howis he enjoying his payback. While Victor couldn't look in her eye. Hesat there embarrassed with his head down till she had finished removingall the hair accessories. In the mean time Angelina had kept a lot oftubes, lotions, combs and scissors ready on the dressing table. All thisreally intimidated him. He was use to comparatively less complicatedvisits to the barber.Angelina: "Okie. ”“And when you try to pull it out, does it hurt at all? Do you feel anything sharp or abrasive?”“Uhm. No.”“That’s good news, Eric. We can work with that. It’s all about relaxation. Now, do you have any lube at home?”“WD-40? Vaseline?”“Vaseline will do. Actually, almost any sort of cream and lotion will also do. Baby oil, too. Grab any one of those.”“... I see.”“The much more important aspect, though... Eric, you’re going to have to relax. So please, get out of that cold bathtub. Go to the.