“Rebecca! Are you even listening to me?” The tone of his voice is so unlike his usual calm self. His brow is furrowed and there is a serious look ...on his face. She is startled from her daydream, and looks up at her husband thrown by his uncharacteristic outburst. “Don’t you think we should talk about what’s been bothering you for the past few weeks? You really haven’t been yourself,” as he speaks his tone softens. “I do worry about leaving you and flying nearly seven thousand miles across the. But that's when everything changed... you see, if you look up the phrase "Late Bloomer" in some online dictionary, it will have a picture of 19-year-old me, probably with my dick in my hand. The way that I changed, seemingly overnight, was just shocking.THE FLASHBACKWhen I graduated high school, I was, all things being equal, probably the biggest nerd in our class. I was about 5'1" -- tops. Maybe 125. Maybe. And it never occurred to me to get contacts, so I sported these godforsaken coke. "The Omugi, like everyone else when they first experience strange voices inside their head, were astounded when they heard my words. There was the usual head shaking and puzzled looks as Dawn came rushing to the door where we stood."What did you do that for?" she cried. "You could have caused a riot! These people have never..." Rising Star!" I thought emphatically, being careful that only she could hear me."They are simple people. They won't understand what..." Dawn continued until I tweaked. It was a bit difficult at first but then slowly I got my whole dick in her. I slowly started going back and forth and then started increasing my pace. Within a few minutes our bodies were crashing into each other and the noise was very loud. I took out my dick from her pussy and asked her to sit on me. I lied down as she sat on my dick and started riding it. Her boobs were bouncing as if there were two melons bouncing on a trampoline. I caught hold of them and started pressing them. She bent.