But he doesn't care about it much. Thatwas a world of martial artists and he wasn't one of them. But he alwaysliked Ranma, he was his pal. As for his ...secret feelings for the femaleRanma, Daisuke always kept them well hidden inside his heart. He foundthem strange and illogical, still remembering that Ranma is a boy, afterall.Daisuke had no umbrella too. But something was making him hard to justlook at the beautiful, sad redhead standing there in the rain. He took offhis jacket and put it on. Help. Please call me back before I die.’ He continued his monotonous ranting for another few seconds before the machine beeped, cutting him off. Caden rushed to the bathroom pressing the save button on the way in. She had laughed so hard she thought her bladder was gonna burst. Quietly scrutinizing, Cady watched herself in the bathroom mirror while she washed her hands. Her light chocolate skin looked dark in the bathroom light. Her new hair cut looked untidy and stuck up in all different. She halted and waited as I lubricated my cock with as much spit as I could produce. My wife restarted the hand-job. It instantly felt much better than before. I was trying to relax while keeping an eye out for any one that may see what was going on. I was finding it a little difficult but luckily most people were asleep, those that were not were engrossed in films. My wife whispered encouragement in my ear as she stroked my cock. It was turning into a good hand-job despite the improvised lube.. ”“Oh! I think that it was time that you began to be sexually active. But, you have to learn to be a gentle, responsive lover.”“So! You didn’t mind the fact that Ingrid and I made love?”“No! Sex is wonderful. All you need is a good lover and you can have wonderful times,” she said. “Just remember, for good sex, you need a good lover. You won’t be that for some time. Just be ready to learn, if and when the opportunity arises.”She turned and walked out the room. What was going on, I wondered?.