The pain subsides and the need to void my bowel passes. I am left with a feeling of being stuffed, totally stuffed by a pulsating rod extending deep i...nto my belly. The pain dissipates as I give up the struggle.John senses my surrender. His left hand releases its grip and slides under my belly and the finger starts to play with my love bud once again. Freed from the struggle and accepting the inevitable, I start to feel that special tingling once again. It seems so impossible but it is there,. That thing really is flying up there, isn’t it? Like a ship in the sky.”“Arthur, you up for a short trip as well?”He nodded, explaining, “We’re up here for a short period, more or less a trial run to make sure the engines work. I plan on leaving three vertibirds and crews here to support your operations here. I’m certain that having aerial firepower, as well as being able to move materials and personnel from one location to another quickly, won’t hurt. With things working like they are, we. All the colors of the rainbow." This is really closer to my style. I like a gradual build-up." Mmm ... I like a gradual build-up, too." Then, shall we adjourn to the bedroom?"She smiled. "I thought you'd never ask," she purred. I eased her from my lap. Then, slipping an arm under her knees and the other behind her back I scooped her up. "Whoa," she said. "I'm not too heavy?" Not too heavy. Grab the wine and glasses." I carried her into the bedroom. She had lit some scented candles on her. " So it's not about getting water at all," said Patrick."Right." Okay. C'mon, Rachel, I'll show you my new book." They went off."How do you stand it?" asked Michiko."Oh, he's not that bad. Most of the time they're good questions. They keep me on my toes. Anyway, doesn't Rachel do the same sorts of things?" Not as much. First of all, she's a girl. And second, I'm Japanese. I'm much less forceful than Weena is." I'm not sure about being a girl meaning much. But I understand about cultural.