"Just a second" and "a New York minute" have become common expressions in everyday life. We even measure distance with time. "How far is it to work?" ...can get a valid answer of "Thirty-five minutes." And we measure distance in the universe in light years, a concept unfathomable to most people. But even the mind boggling light years has no comparison to eternity. Eternity -- forever! It's a nice thought if you're in Heaven, but rather discomforting for those in Hell. So even though days had. Please."The "Please" sounded almost desperate. I poured out more lotion, this time directly on her backside. I used two hands to make sure both cheeks were completely covered. Just to make sure, I did it again.Les had both hands at her sides. She lifted both up and pulled her cheeks apart. "More." Her voice sounded primal. The hands fell down to rest against her sides.I dribbled lotion down the middle of her butt. She whimpered. I kept dribbling.When I felt there was enough lotion, I started. "Bitch!" she screamed at me."Fucking cunt!" Whore!" Trollop!"She ducked her head and threw herself at me clearly trying to wrap her arms around my middle while simultaneously using her head to ram me in the guts and to try to knock me over. I back-peddled frantically and managed to get far enough away that, by the time she reached me, all the power from her rush had dispersed. True, she still managed to lock her arms around my waist but she presented me with a wonderful view of the top of her. She had read somewhere that the sexual peak in males occurred in their late teens, and if the article had been accurate, at thirty-two she was approaching her peak. From her perspective, at least, the article had validity. Her husband had just turned thirty-six, certainly still randy as ever, but even when they married eight years ago, her sex drive had been slightly stronger than his. Yet again another unaccountable difference between males and females had expanded the gap between husband and.