I wasn’t sure if she heard, if she did, she didn’t show it.I invited her in and gave her a tour of our house, all the time following her and stari...ng at her curvy butt. I wanted to kiss it, bite it, slap it. I had a hard time controlling myself. When she was leaving, she brushed her hand against my crotch. She smiled as she watched me shrink back and she left me with an aching cock that had to be dealt with. Over the next few days, I saw her every day and she would smile slyly at me and I would. " She was crying now, "No, no it's not that. You put your seed inside of me. I CAN'T get pregnant. I can't."I put my hands on her face and said, "Julia, six years ago I had a vasectomy. There is no seed in my semen. You can't get pregnant." She stopped crying and started laughing and said, "Well then let's get on with it. Can we do doggy now?" I laughed and helped her get up on her hands and knees. There was a full length mirror against the wall. I laid it sideways so we could watch ourselves. I was honestly trying to hold back. I didn?t want to push him too fast. Well, that?s not quite true. I wanted to have him inside me RIGHT NOW, but I was afraid of scaring him off. So I was trying to be good, trying to be patient. But it was soooo hard. I snickered at that. Most likely, *he* was so hard. Now if I could just take care of that for him, maybe we could both be happy.For a while, I just concentrated on walking next to him. In addition to everything else that was making today. No... You're actually the real one... The one that noone believes in any more. The one that ran out of business with the introduction of TV-shop and internet. The one that foolishly gave away all and everything he ever owned, in hopes to gain the worship of every christian child on earth, and to become a legend and even a demi-god in his own right...But faith doesn't work like that... Well, not for you at least. Because everyone know that it is money, and not stupid old goodwill that makes the.