. i was finishing up my explanation to alan ." after the meeting with lisa , i knew - i just knew - that she was the right one . womb . mother , surrogate mother .
"eric wanted to pray on it some more . he wanted to talk to some people at his church . get " guidance ." that's one of his things . he's big on getting " guidance ."
"it took a couple more weeks for him to get comfortable with it . eric had ...moral issue ... with the whole leftover-eggs question . from the in-vitro ." i waited for alan to nod . he did ." but then ....eric has this dramatic , romantic side , too ...this grand -gesture gene that i adore ....he does these ...events sometimes .
"i came home from work and eric greeted at the door wearing these great silk pajama bottoms i'd gotten for him at barneys and ...no shirt . the lights were low in the apartment , perfect music was playing . he lifted me off the ground and carried me to the bedroom . it was full of candles - dozens and dozens of them - bucket of ice with some vintage dom , the bed was covered with gardenia petals and ...."
that's where i stopped the story . alan knew about my chenchants for dom pergnon , and for gardenias . that wasn't a problem . but alan didn't need to know that eric had a chest for the ages . if pecs were precious metal , eric's were platium . alan didn't need to know that when my girlfriends saw eric in the pool or at the beach i would hear about it for weeks . literally , weeks . they would be drooling over his chest .
the pecs .
alan didn't neeed to know that eric had lowered me to the floor and that he'd undressed me slowly in the dim light of the candles . that he'd lifted me , naked , again and carried me to a bath that was drawn and waiting for me .
alan didn't to know that eric had washed every inch of me . alan didn't need to know that for the next few hours we squeezed every drop of semen from eric's balls and every last moan from my lungs .
"eric wanted to pray on it some more . he wanted to talk to some people at his church . get " guidance ." that's one of his things . he's big on getting " guidance ."
"it took a couple more weeks for him to get comfortable with it . eric had ...moral issue ... with the whole leftover-eggs question . from the in-vitro ." i waited for alan to nod . he did ." but then ....eric has this dramatic , romantic side , too ...this grand -gesture gene that i adore ....he does these ...events sometimes .
"i came home from work and eric greeted at the door wearing these great silk pajama bottoms i'd gotten for him at barneys and ...no shirt . the lights were low in the apartment , perfect music was playing . he lifted me off the ground and carried me to the bedroom . it was full of candles - dozens and dozens of them - bucket of ice with some vintage dom , the bed was covered with gardenia petals and ...."
that's where i stopped the story . alan knew about my chenchants for dom pergnon , and for gardenias . that wasn't a problem . but alan didn't need to know that eric had a chest for the ages . if pecs were precious metal , eric's were platium . alan didn't need to know that when my girlfriends saw eric in the pool or at the beach i would hear about it for weeks . literally , weeks . they would be drooling over his chest .
the pecs .
alan didn't neeed to know that eric had lowered me to the floor and that he'd undressed me slowly in the dim light of the candles . that he'd lifted me , naked , again and carried me to a bath that was drawn and waiting for me .
alan didn't to know that eric had washed every inch of me . alan didn't need to know that for the next few hours we squeezed every drop of semen from eric's balls and every last moan from my lungs .
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