But love, to some extent, protects you from age.Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependen...ce produces the highest form of living.I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.How wrong it is for a woman to expect the man to build the world she wants, rather than to create it herself.Life is truly known only to those who suffer, lose, endure. ” “What about the time you two were nearly arrested for going “ghost hunting” out at the old Parris place?” “I plead the Fifth.” “Hmm-hmm, I bet you do.” He smiled at her as he picked up a bowl of coconut frosting. “And just what do you think you’re doing, Mister?” “Eating my frosting, woman.” “Woman!?” She feigned indignation as she tried to reach for the bowl. He raised it above his head out of her reach, causing her to collide with his body in her urgency. She gasped as her body came into. She thought that was a goodidea. "Well Jimmy Deacon," she said while munching on the pizza I brought in.Pizza and cold beer is always good. "Tell me about you." I told her aboutme. I told her about growing up, enlisting in the Navy, and being a cop. "Apparently no woman in your life," she said when I finished telling. "Why not?" "Just never met one that I wanted to spend that much time with," Ianswered truthfully. I didn't mention that being a cop and being marriedhadn't worked out too. Since they started having problems she began locking the door when she was in the bathroom. "Why is the door locked", he shouted. She ignored him and he left. When she stepped out and looked at her clothes she was glad he couldn't get in. Her skirt was stained with her juices and the cum of the biker she had fucked the night before. If her husband had walked in and seen it there would have been an argument for sure. It wouldn't have mattered to him that many times he had come home late reeking.