You may not remember me, for my fortunes have risen and fallen with the tidal flow of the world. Yes, I was rich at the time, having come into some mo...ney by way of deceased ancestors. And I was on the upwards stroke of my career, having began making a small line of plastic dinosaur toys. These classic toys you may remember: they were patterned not after any sensible application of modern paleontology, but existed due to the commonality of experience of young and old alike. These dinosaurs were. Suddenly, to his horror, Robby cock started throbbing and he emptied his balls into his jockeys. When Karen felt him throbbing, she hunched her hips up and came herself. Robby sat up quickly, his face beet red."I'm so sorry, Kari; I couldn't stop myself. Please don't think I'm a pervert or anything," he said, his voice filled with anguish.Karen sat up and hugged him tightly."If you're one, so am I," she said. "Because the same thing happened to me. I must be a fantastic teacher because that was. The bursting of the dotcom bubble left her high and dry. No degree and her only professional work experience no longer in demand. Her old friends couldn’t help because they had also been laid off. So she went from professional work with a salary in the high 80’s to a retail salesperson making, at best, $20,000 a year.She drifted along until she met a man who came into her store. He started flirting with her almost immediately and before she knew it, she had a date with him that night. He took. I'll go see..."She clutched his wrist. "Oh no! I didn't knock anything over, just bumped my elbow on the wall, tossing around."He tugged. "Probably dreaming and didn't know what you were doing. I'd better check."She rolled to him and pressed her face into the shower-damp stomach; it was hairy and smelled faintly of soap. She said into it; " I was dreaming about you. I mean-- all the things you and I have never done, never tried. We're not getting any younger, to coin a phrase, and maybe-- maybe.