I was completely confused. Here I was talking to a really good friend, who was having problems to conceive a baby. She has sought every medical help p...ossible and is asking me for help. I said, “ Me, what, I mean what can I do here.” What she said for the next 10 minutes, changed everything.She said that she and her husband have thought through this. They want that she sleeps with other men during her fertile days so that she can conceive. And she said, that she could only think of me when it. I could feel her confusion and as it grew I could feel myself starting to get weak as well."Jimmy, you have to merge with her," Lizzy said. "Now, quickly." But I don't know how," I said. "She did it before."She snapped her fingers, "Kiss her, just like in the dream; kiss her." She turned Jamie toward me as she spoke and pushed her toward me.As I pulled her forward she collapsed in my arms, her body limp and the sudden weight pulling us both to the ground. I turned her body and gently lay her on. Even the wind made no sound. No cars drove by, no people on the sidewalks. It was as if they were waiting, anticipating something big. Inside the house with the white picket fence, and the perfectly trimmed green grass, on the second floor, behind a locked bathroom door, the sounds of light humming could heard. She stood there naked, in all her glory. Not a care in the world as she looked herself over in the mirror over the white, porcelain sink. Bare feet placed firmly on the peach, shag rug. ******************************************************************Flying Sucks!I don't mean suck in a good way either. Flying sucks one hundred year old man asshole skank. The only thing I hated more than flying was living in the Southwestern USA."It's a dry heat," everyone says. "Bull fucking shit!"One hundred and ten degrees, is 110 fucking degrees. At least with the cold you can always put on more layers, but there's only so much you can peel off when it's hot.That's why the first chance.