It was always me, always thinking that I didn’t deserve you, that you should leave me ... I never stopped to think about whether you would.” I pla...yed with the material of my skirt, looking for something to occupy my hands. “I blamed myself – for the miscarriage, for Faren ... and I felt like you deserved better. And then when you wouldn’t touch me, I thought ... maybe you’d finally realised it. I’ve heard of men who were disgusted by seeing their wives give birth, who couldn’t get over it, and. My whole body bounced up and down on his hard shaft. Still, we were nowhere closer to his orgasm. I slowed down and came to a stop before I asked, “What can I do to make you come?” “Let me fuck your ass.” I thought he was joking until he grabbed my ass with both hands. “No way. Anything besides that?” “Have you ever done it?” He said as he ran a finger between my ass cheeks. “No.” I said as I pushed his hand away. “You might like it.” “Or I might not.” I’d heard from a friend who had. Speaking of which, you can go back and sleep in your own room tonight. You don’t have to sit up with me.”“I’m not just going to go sneak off and make love to Aubrey,” he said indignantly.“I said you, could go. I didn’t say she could. I think she still owes me part of my birthday present.” We laughed. I heard a car pull up and figured that might be her. “Kyle, one thing. When you travel next, Miranda and Katie are renting a room in St. Joseph, Missouri. I’m disguised as a man traveling with his. Dad and mom got dressed to go into town. They took a taxi to Bambang Street, which has nothing but medical supply stores on both sides of the street for about four or five blocks.Sammie, Dannie, and I stayed aboard “Wings.” Manila is not one of our favourite cities. It is usually hot, very dirty, and much too crowded. Kids that are used to being at sea for a while just don’t adjust to the crowds. I suppose if we were interested in clothes, we would like going to some of the markets to buy knock.