I still don’t know if he was just tired of getting rejected or was just biding his time until he could make his move. But I knew I wanted him. When ...I was around him, my pussy would throb and leak and my nipples would tighten. I spent more than one evening fantasizing about him while I fingered myself to an unsatisfying climax, or my mind would wander in his direction while I was with my "girlfriend". I wanted the real thing.Later in the fall, I finally worked up my courage and called his house.. We got three L-shaped handles. One for the inside of the closet — in case Weena got trapped, I assumed. We got away for only $100.I spent over an hour installing plates and handles. Weena was delighted. I hoped that someday Patrick would notice.When it was done. It actually looked nice. I moved the furniture back, knowing that I would move it and re-move it -- at least a dozen times. I also knew that there would be curtains or shades on the window and that light fixture in my future. Perhaps. You know how boring it is to just sit around when you're healthy? It's even worse when your not feeling well, but are well enough to think you can do things. I was quickly escorted back to my tent each time I tried to go do something useful.So here it was, my second day in my tent, when I got a brainstorm! I concentrated and summoned 'Arch Angel' my interactive magical computer interface. I didn't know if it would show or not, but it did."Arch angel, can you interface with computers from the. He hesitated, choosing his words carefully. ‘Felix—with Peter and I, he’s only ever done what is needed. For us, I mean. Nothing for himself. Not ever.’ He used their joined hands to bump up her chin, saw by her frown and pinched brow that she didn’t understand. Still forcing her face to stay raised to his, he said, ‘The sailors, the men—most of them, they prefer women. But they can use us. They can pretend. Felix—’ Luke paused, shrugged, then said simply, ‘He can’t. His body, it won’t work.’ .