I can't help it, though - sadnessseems to be my defining emotion. All of this, everything makes mewant, so badly, just to cry.I remember going to the ...prom with Alice. She looked absolutelystunning - my dad even said that he was impressed. But theproblem was her dress. Alice looked better than any girl I'd everseen in person, ever. But I'd been hoping for something moreprincess-y, with poofy skirts, long, flowing things that she'd belost in, and thin straps on her shoulders. Instead, it was. I’ve sat at millionaires tables and I’ve sat on a ragged couch in a dank garage where a druggie lived and a lot of time druggies and other low lifes are more compassionate. They know what it’s like to get kicked in the face by life forty or fifty times. I honestly didn’t know if I had a place in the world until I was in my early 20’s.It was during my first vision quest. I was doing it in some swampy woods in the fall near a river. I was nude with just a blanket, my k-bar knife and a gallon of. The girls were shameless though and soon the guys were just openly checking them out. So this was odd enough, but them it got more bizarre. In response to a question our friend ended up grabbing his wife’s tits and felt her up in front of us, which was pretty hot. Then he told us to go ahead if we wanted. It almost seemed like a joke, but a friend stepped up and grabbed her tits...then another friend took a turn, then another. I hadn’t gone up, it was just such an odd experience it didn’t feel. I will think about it, and we will see what we can sort out."In the other room meanwhile, Tony and Sandra were getting it together. Tony always made Sandra feel so special, and so feminine,. Now being with him made her so aware of her own body, and its needs. She pulled him impatiently towards the bedroom; pulling him down on the sheepskin rug in front the open fire. Her body was all worked up, and she was wanting him so badly. But first, she wanted to play with him, feel him, and to enjoy the.