Let them see your long black hair and that big smile of yours.”I did and the applause was even louder as we made our way to the stage.Sherry told me..., “Jerry, Greta has something she’s dying to tell you. Before we start setting up, let her tell you a secret that will make you laugh.”I looked at Greta and she smiled as she clasped my right hand in both her hands. “Jerry, I asked Sherry if we could do this, and she asked me if Catherine knew what I asking for. When I told her that Catherine was. . So much semen ... It's leaking from my womb ... So easy to drift ... I feel the penis sliding out ... Is the dance over? So nice ... so easy to float ... so easy to love ... so easy to dream..."Saturday morning at dawn:My eyes opened slowly. I was lying on my back in a very comfortable bed. It was a beautiful room but unfamiliar. It took me a moment to realize I had a sleeping partner. Resi! I knew it was her before I turned my head to see. I have a very good nose. I looked around. It was a. I could see two faces floating on top of the foamy water. Looking around I was surprised to see the neighbors’ houses were all two stories high; from any of their upstairs windows there would be clear views down into this yard. It wasn’t private at all!'Better and better!' I thought to myself. 'An exhibitionist’s Garden of Eden!'“Come on, Jock. Jump in! Meet Poppy.”I smiled broadly, walked forward, dramatically threw my towel towards a nearby chair, and watched her face closely. Perfect! She. “For the love of God, Nick. Could you please tell me why on earth you’re taking my picture?” she asked. Her voice was familiar. The hand holding the camera dropped to his side as walked to the edge of the bank and stared in surprise. “Alyssa?” “Yes, Nick. Remember me? We see each other five days a week. That’s been going on for about two years now.” He continued to gape at her, trying to understand how this goddess that Mother Nature had placed before him could possibly be the same stiff,.