She always did have a quirkysense of humor.I was something of an amateur wine sommelier even before I met Margret,but after we married, I educated mys...elf in any area that I thought wouldmake me a better housewife. Knowing her love of beer, I learned all Icould about her favorite brands. I became a competent bartender,memorizing many recipes for mixed drinks (although I still rely on theWeb quite a bit), and I keep our liquor cabinet well stocked, so that Ican accommodate any guest's request.I. She ran her hands across Harry’s bald head and through his short gray hair on the sides of his head, her nails just slightly scratching him. Harry, almost immediately, leaned forward and opened his mouth wide, beginning to capture her flowing juices into his mouth before all but putting her whole cage into his mouth. Kim continued to let her piss flow, now directly from her clit and into Harry’s mouth. He rubbed his hands across her thighs as Kim leaned back a little more and let out a quiet. He had to be here somewhere. She called out to him, but there was no sound in response.A horrible thought shot through her; Geoff was dead. The ship would recycle him. She wailed in panic and fell to her knees digging at the floor with her hands, forcing apart the layers of tubes and filaments. She screamed at the ship to give him back.His hand on her shoulder and his voice in her ear brought her to her knees sobbing in relief. "Oh, sweetheart, I had thought I lost you." She stared into his. "They both looked at me and I swallowed the words I was about to scream at them. I could just picture me being all strapped up and locked into a seat for the 4 hour flight. Shit, I did look like a dorky little girl at that! I don't like it one bit, but what choice do I have. Even my mom let her believe I was a little girl damn it!Linda smiled at me and I smiled back, hiding my anger pretty well I think. When she left us alone I turned to my mom and whispered, "MOM! How could you let them think.