I wore glasses instead of contacts, and a sharp, ballerina bun in my hair instead of letting it fall down in thick waves to meet my still developing a...ss. I turned down the boys who had eyes only for my blooming bosom, limiting my romantic experiences only to a rather grandiose imagination. I dreamed of white knights, clean of blood and sweatless even after hours of battle, embracing me for secret kisses on full moons. I dreamed of saving myself for marriage. But here I was, lying exhausted and. Don't let that go to your head. Both of you do dumb things on occasion."John understood love better than anyone. John had no limits when it came to loving someone. He knew what people needed in order to grow into better people and he gave it without reservation. Don't get me wrong, but I think you both still have a lot to learn about love. You both have placed artificial limits on it."John also understood evil better than anyone without being evil. He knew that there were some people who were. "It's just something always distracts one of us just as I start getting it to work." "Have you tried just doing it with two people instead of three?" "Yeah, but then it's like we're in two bodies at once. We share everything, but it isn't like we're one person." "Well, maybe you can't merge minds together. Maybe if you ever get it to work with three people, it will just be three people sharing three bodies like with two." "I thought of that, but we already do that all the time, and it is a lot. Water from the shower splashed all over Connor’s head and Sinead’s back, as Connor held on tight to her hips as he quickly built up speed. He moved his hands up to latch on to her shoulders for more purchase and a firmer fuck. It had been so long since they had been together, Connor let the occasion get the better of him and decided to take his frustration out on the tight pussy of his lover. Keeping one hand on her shoulder, Connor collected a handful of Sinead’s hair and pulled her head back..