I want your body, I want your crazy mind, I want world domination, but first, first I want release!’ There was no answer, as often there wasn’t. C...atharine carefully structured all interactions, leaving Pierre gasping into his emptiness, his loneliness, once again. Pierre picked up his notebook and scribbled furiously. ‘Love is a prison, love is a trap, once you fall in there’s no falling back.’ He stopped and looked down at what he wrote. Tonight, he hated himself. Why Catharine, why him, why. This was sudden and crazy. She knew she should stop and things shouldn’t go this far. During her thoughts, her fingers had undid his pants and they had slid to the floor. He pushed his boxers down and she could feel his sex on her inner thigh. He kissed her and let his hand run along the inside of her thigh. He found her sex pushed her panties aside and stuck his thumb inside of her slowly. A low sound of pleasure came from her as he moved his thumb around and inside of her. He took his thumb. Her meaning was clear, he could not refuse her. That had been thirty minutes earlier.John lay alongside his wife propped on his elbow. By now their nightclothes had been discarded. He looked at her in the half-light. It was fitting. She looked as beautiful to him as she had as a bride. The dearth of light was gauze over the camera lens, filtering out rough edges.She lay on her back, contentment drawn on her face. Her breasts lay placidly on her chest that was moving up and down more deeply with. It was difficult to get it started through the portal and there was still a lot of work to move it when it was partially there. I let go of the frame and walked slowly toward our goal and again I didn't have to stoop. It was as if the receiving portal was elastic and could be stretched if we knew how.I pulled on one side of the frame. It eventually came through and we leaned it against the garage wall. The girls had to stoop to get through this time. The opening inside the frame was roughly.