I could tell by the expression on her face that she was not convinced. She slowly stood, holding her hands out toward me. I also stood, unsure of what... was going to happen, but willing to let Pam be in control of the situation.She grasp me firmly, pulling me close. Her moist lips only inches from my own. Her firm tits pressing hard against my own. She breathed hard and fast against my flushed skin. I could tell she too was aroused and in need to satisfaction. My mind raced and my body trembled. ." Harry wailed, "you've got to do _something_!" Are you still experiencing weakness?"Harry nodded. "Yeah. And I think it's getting more severe. I'm not sure, but I think it's affecting my whole body."The doctor frowned. "Let's see." He ran his tricorder up and down Harry's torso, then his legs and arms. "Hmmm." What?" Harry asked, his voice impatient and even a little angry. The doctor's lack of answers was precisely why Harry didn't like dealing with him. At least not on medical. . please, it's not my fault... s.. she was setting youup... nothing you did would have impressed her..." No!" she says and pulls away dropping my hair, I can see in her eyes sheknows that it's true but... she turns, still holding the leash. "And evenif it is... what's the point? You don't want me any more do you?" Well.. I..." I begin uncertain, but she shakes her head."Don't try and lie, we both know it," she says, shoulders drooping, beforeshe stops and stands up straight. "Still.. I have you. He was nearly done, having spent the last hour creating three weeks' worth of wood.Paige cradled the warm cup of coffee to her breast as she watched through the window as Tim's long, sinewy muscles glistened with sweat in the morning sun. She felt a familiar tingle between her legs as the axe made contact with the log, the halves flying off the tree stump. Is there something wrong with me? We've made love at least twice a day for the last week and I'm still horny! A hand rubbed her breasts.