
Originally Posted by
RainCity
To your dismay, you slowly learn to be careful what you wish for. Too late. The 6-inches, you are allowed to see in passing, quickly wrapped in a white towel, away from your eager eyes....is actually an angry 9-inches, upon greasing. The nervous request for a quick glance, just to satsify one's curiosity, becomes a wild Sunday afternoon in bed, like no other. "OK, just once, and I'm fine", you tell yourself, very sore, and unbelieving of your luck. Two weeks pass. But, now, you are asked to perform again. And another rainy Saturday. And one, that's not raining, when he got home in a hunting suit. And a Wednesday night, when he got through playing poker. In a year, you realize you've had rough anal 26 times, intense oral 70 times, makeout sessions, and all kinds of other crazy stuff you're not supposed to be doing together. And it would be expected many many times more. It's time to hit the road. Again. All you'd wanted was a single bed, to wait out, going off to the airforce, or to be a lab tech somewhere.