‘I mean, everyone knows what it is, but . . . see, I always had this idea, this image of sex as . . . something special, something unique, to be sha...red between two people who really love each other.’ Julie stared at me. ‘It can be that way,’ she said. I nodded. ‘I know. And it’s been that way for me . . . a few times.’ Julie didn’t say anything, waiting for me to continue. I put down my chopsticks and reached for my cigarettes. I lit one, breathing out smoke. I wondered why I was so nervous.. He had enough money saved and invested he could live well on a lower paying job back in his home area. Roger smiled and began his presentation. He had the numbers in line and, like many Wharton MBA’s he knew his stuff forwards and backwards. Many times he saw the shock and admiration in his audience’s eyes as he answered their questions. One of the men from the company issuing the bonds was a sharpshooter. Roger could see his anger seething below the surface as he turned aside his verbal jabs. Uhmmm. Oh."Her hips commenced gentle and then more pronounced thrusting as I continued to kiss and pinch her firmly. As I increased the tension, I could feel her becoming more enthusiastic in her movements. Then, it happened. Her hips began powerful thrusts as she put her head back and shrieked in ecstasy as her spasms overcame her.When she reached this stage of excitement, I could keep her orgasms going by continuing my assault on her nipple and kissing her. I felt good about getting her to. We went through the open door and she sat me on the bar. My legs wrapped around her waist like a puzzle piece as her fingers began tracing down my back. Her fingers began to gently lift my shirt up when I stopped her. "Don't you want this?" she asked, clearly upset. "Yes, I just feel like it should be- better." I replied, giving her another kiss on the lips. "I think we should figure out something that would meet both our needs." So, she sat down on a chair with me in her lap. We talked and.