You kiss your way down my thighs and back up until you reach my balls which are starting to throb.You kiss your way up my shaft until you reach the ti...p of my hard cock and pull the boxers down and watch my cock spring back and forth as it escapes the confines of my boxers. You take my hard throbbing cock in your mouth and gently fondly my balls and I gasp as the sensation send shivers down my spine.I leave you sucking and playing for a while and then I am desperate to see you naked. I move you. You, Patti, probably Bill, your lover and all of those he most likely bragged to about getting into your pants. No, no, no!" I have never denied you anything. I've given you all the sex and love you wanted. I've raised your children, kept your house, attended your functions and been by your side whenever you needed me." How about trust, honor and commitment? Did I have those too? I thought I did, but apparently I haven't. I guess the only thing for me to do is leave. You had better get an. The coffee seemed to give both of us a kick and as we both gained focus Mike suddenly burst out laughing, I looked for a sign as to what had humoured him,“I just remembered how we first met Frank” he said giggling, “You struggling with your shorts in the pub” he continued which from my vague memory was quite funny.“Looks like we both suffer from morning wood Frank” he said looking down at the two bulges that were visible under the sheets, I liked this guy’s openness.I laughed as it was quite. She acts independently to help others because her owner wants her to.In the short term, for her situation, this is a valid survival tactic and will help keep her alive. Long term, it creates other problems, not least because she is fine with it and will not want to change. But living in a world where the dead roam the streets seeking out the living, long term may be a moot point.I started with the story idea as I said, and outlined it in five pages. From past experience, I expected about twelve.