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Her body was pure Heaven. I didn't have any more questions to ask her. I was totaly under her spell. Barbra was just now a distant memory.
After
beach we went back to her place and she seemed to have candles everywhere. They seemed to have a nice smelling scent, but they were like no other candles I had sniffed before. I was going to ask her what all
candles were about, but when she changed into a very sexy nighty, I lost my train of thought as I watched her light
candles.
She finished
last one and put her arms around me and then I just melted in her embrace. I was turned on like I was never turned on before. Just when I thought okay that's enough of this now, she seemed to turn on my second and third gear.
It were as if she were re-generating my battery. Just when I thought my energizer bunny was finished, she turned on my fourth and fifth gear. I didn't know what was happening.
I asked myself "why."
But I couldn't find an answer. But I suppose all good things must come to an end. After two weeks with her, I got orders to go to
South Land. I had never before been in
South before and it was a long flight from California.
So, when I first got off
plane, I thought I might be experiencing some jet lag. Or maybe two weeks with her just plum wore me out.
I didn't know what it was, but I was feeling very dizzy. I wasn't accustomed to
swampy type air of
South Land, so I thought, "maybe I just need a day or two to acclimate to
different climate."
But I continued to get dizzy. At last, I went to sick bay and told everyone there that I keep getting dizzy. They couldn't find anything wrong with me from routines tests, so they said they had to make sure I wasn't crazy.
Being confident that I was totaly sane I told them to give me any test they wanted. So, they put some strange wires on my head and kept saying that's amazing.
“Whats so amazing,?” I asked my very big busted Nurse.
Smiling seductively, she said,”your brain scan. It keeps showing that you're having a sexual thought every forty seconds.”
“Only every forty seconds”, I quipped starring at her endowed breasts with surprise.”
Smiling ever more seduvtively she said, “you're a sex machine.The average male only has a sexual thought every four minutes.”
“So, I'm over sexed and now I've lost my mind,?” I asked.
She answered, “no, just
opposite. If you were only having a sexual thought every five minutes you would be losing your mind. So having a sexual thought every forty seconds makes you super sane. The best reading we ever got from anyone was every three minutes. You're every forty seconds is out of this world.”
“Out of this world. That's what I was afraid of. So how do I turn myself off,? I asked.
“What turned you on like this? That's what I'd like to know so I could bottle it,” she said.
Laughing now, I said, “sorry, but I don't kiss and tell.”
Of course I could have come clean and told her that I kind of suspect that I recently spent two fun filled weeks with a dynamite woman that was most likely a space alien. But I was getting bored with all
tests. And anyway, she was quite a looker. And I had a feeling she wanted to take me for a test run to check out that every forty second quirk.
“So, what is wrong with me then,?” I asked.
She took my hand and said, “we've got to get you away from this swamp air."
"How can we do that,?" I asked.
"I have central air conditioning," she replied.
