When I reached him, I leaned down on his counter, propping up my elbows and peering up into his dark green eyes. He smiled at me. “Hey how’s it go...ing Aya? Did you miss me?” “God yes,” I told him mournfully. “I was like a lonely raspberry. You wouldn’t understand, but my friend told me yesterday that raspberries die from loneliness. Isn’t that the saddest thing you’ve ever heard?” Daniel laughed. “You’re weird,” he told me, and then sorta looked me over. “You look nice today. Or do you always. I orgasm easily. I will love having you cum inside me wherever you cum. I meant what I said about wanting to keep your cum inside me. It’s almost like holding a treasured gift inside. You gave it to me. That’s a peak experience.’ ‘What about when you move in?’ ‘Is this about the division of labor?’ ‘Yes, I guess it is.’ ‘I’m willing to do whatever I can to have life work. My goal is for you to feel my love supporting you every moment. I knew my Master so well that I could go shopping and buy. ..? The first month went by. She was still trying to get used tothe constant buzzing between her thighs, her constant desire, denied.He came home that night with a large bouquet of orchids for her, andhad brought in a fancy dinner from their favourite restaurant. "Onemonth anniversary darling!" he smiled as he waltzed in the door. Shesmiled and kissed him lingeringly. "I have a surprise for you tonight"he said, but wouldn't hint any further. She sat squirming throughdinner, wondering what the. “What are you working on, Michael?”“After talking with Lily, I had an idea of slightly rewriting “Hello” to accommodate all Sister Missionaries.”“Be careful, don’t go too explicit.”“Don’t worry, I can be clever ... when I really want to,” I countered.“Who will be Sister Price in this version?” she asked.“Nancy Newman, with Mary Mitchell as Sister Cunningham,” I said.“Wouldn’t Joan be a better Sister Cunningham?” she said getting in alongside me. “She could be as obnoxious as Charles is, very.