Chapter 1: What Would You Do if...

So the burning question is ‘What would YOU do if you suddenly received a real live honest to god Genie’, to use and take advantage of as often and as much as you desire?

(All that “3 wishes” stuff is total bullshit. There is no limitations or rules on the magic. Which is why a Master has to be VERY careful who he bequeaths the Genie to when he dies.)

It was back in 1990, and at 45 years old, I was still as aimless and clueless as I was at 15.

(Yeah, that’s a LOT of us I guess)

I had had a steady parade of bad relationships, TWO failed marriages, a $7 an Hour job working as a male nursing assistant in the cancer ward of a local hospital, a 1977 Chevy 4WD truck that barely got me around and had been wrecked once (although I was “in process” of rebuilding it), and I lived in a single wide trailer that was owned by my grandmother who did her best to help her sad story of a grandson.

I was 5’6’ and weighed 265 pounds, and my “tool shed” belly ALMOST kept me from seeing the head of my 6-1/2” Dick. But I still had good enough looks, all my dark brown hair, and a good enough personality and sense of humor that I managed to stick said pecker into various and willing pussies with fairly regular frequency.

As I said, life wasn’t horrible, just a far cry from being ideal.

It was in mid April, sunny and kinda chilly outside. A really nice early spring day.

One of my “regulars”, Rhoda, held her ankles up by my shoulders and whimpered her orgasm as I filled her tight pussy with my cum. She dropped her legs and hugged me close as we fought for breath and BOTH of us were currently 30 to 40 pounds overweight.

But she had such a sweet tasting pussy, and VERY tight, that her extra pounds didn’t bother me that much. Besides, we weren’t getting married or anything, and I had a cute little 90 pound petite divorcee who satisfied my “skinny girl” appetite regularly. Although she was kinda plain faced compared to the overweight but very pretty Rhoda.

(I often wonder at how God always gives a woman “something” that overcomes her shortcomings. Whether it is a cute face, great ass, nice tits, wonderful personality, or even a sweet tasting tight ass pussy. But there is always an asset to make up for the detractors.)

Anyway,

After my morning relief session I quickly showered and dressed, then with a kiss and a “you’re the greatest” I was off to work for 8 hours. Rhoda would either hang around or lock up when she left. Either way was fine by me. I would be “batching” for supper and get some TV and rest, or she would still be there with something cooked and her juicy pussy when I got home.

My job was officially titled “Male Nursing Assistant”. But the reality was that I did a “nurses aid” job as well as “orderly”. Meaning I took care of male patients mainly and did all the yucky stuff that has to be done.

On this particular morning I was actually not running late, feeling pretty good about life due to last nights and this mornings ball drainings, and had a few bucks to spare in my pocket.

I decided to pick up a couple dozen Shipley Donuts for the nurses station (and a special patient of mine) on my way in.

I arrived 10 minutes early and presented (most) of the donuts to the nurses, placing 4 on a small plate.

And those nurses ... WOW. This was back when they still wore “whites”. Some even wore the full traditional getup with white hat. But the girls on our wing were exceptional to say the least. Most of them were mid 20’s to early 30’s, most were quite shapely, and those white uniform or scrub pants left little to the imagination in regard to their asses. It was easy to tell which ones wore bikinis, and which ones wore “grannies”. And there were even a couple who went commando normally.

But “work pussy” was totally OFF LIMITS. Sure, they flirted, pinched my ass, and rubbed against me in tight quarters a bit more than necessary but NO WAY.

Piss off a nurse and I was doomed to be transferred to Orthopedics with all those helpless guys in need of a bedpan or piss jug ... if not fired for some manufactured reason.

After our morning report, I began distributing breakfast trays. It was during this process that the first shock of the day occurred.

One of my patients was Mr. Neilson. He was a frequent patient, and had been for the past 13 months while going through radiation and chemo for mesothelioma and lung cancer.

This morning however, was his last day for this series and he was to leave after doctors rounds today.

When I knocked and entered the room, I was surprised to find he had a visitor. A much younger looking man, maybe 30-ish, but similar in features to the 70 year old Mr. Neilson. Taller than the older man, and very fit.

“Come in Justin.” my patient and friend said. “How are you today?”

“I’m good sir. the question is how are YOU.”, I replied.

“I am as good as it gets”, he said. “Hey, I want you to meet someone. This is my brother Dan.”

“Dan, this is my right hand man Justin.”

I shook the mans hand and exchanged pleasantries. Puzzled by the apparent gap in ages, but remaining silent on my thoughts.

I then pointed out the donuts on the tray and made ready to exit the room so they could have privacy.

“Nice to meet you Mr. Dan.”

“I’m glad to meet you too. My brother has told me quite a bit about you, especially about your extended visits with him, and the joy he has gotten from them.”

I smiled, “That’s my job sir. And sometimes it is made more pleasant by the patient.”

“Let me finish up serving breakfast trays and I will check on you later Mr. Neilson.”

“You be sure to do that now young man. I want to hear all about that little cook you had coming over last night.”

I glanced at Mr. Dan and actually smiled kinda sheepishly. I had a closer than average connection with Mr. Neilson, and he enjoyed hearing of my feeble exploits with the fairer sex.

Mr. Dan laughed and said, “Yes, be sure to come back. I want to hear the end of the story my brother was relating to me.”

“I will.”, I replied and made a sorta hasty exit.

I was concerned that a family member might know the content of some of our discussions. This was the beginning of the “Sexual Harassment Era” and off color comments and subject matter was frowned upon by the hospital admins.

But what was done was done, so I shrugged it off and got back to work.

On my second visit to Mr. Neilson’s room, about an hour and a half later, the doctors and nurses were gathered inside holding court and explaining highly technical medical findings. So after a few moments standing in the doorway I decided to come back after they were gone. And after I had a chance to peruse his chart a little.

I had heard Mr. Dan ask “Are you sure? There’s nothing else we can do?”. “What about it Shep, are you just gonna accept this?”

I knew this was bad. I had already known the prognosis. I had read his chart, talked to the nurses, and even briefly with the doctor weeks ago. I had also heard those questions in one form or another many many times in many other patients’ rooms.

Mr. Neilson had already told me he was going home and not coming back. He had made up his mind to accept his fate and try to salvage what little time he had left. Better to enjoy the world “out there” for however long it took than to be cooped up in a hospital room.

I puttered with my other patients for another 2 hours. I know it isn’t supposed to happen, but I had made a connection with Mr. Neilson and my heart was heavy and kinda broken. My friend was leaving today, and I would likely never see him again outside the CCU or a funeral home.

The words of the nurse who had trained me echoed in my mind, “Don’t let yourself get attached. It will only cause you pain, and burn you out on this job.”

But i wasn’t wired that way, and couldn’t help it.

“How’d you like the donuts? I got them fresh cooked and hot this morning.”

Mr. Neilson was dressed and waiting impatiently for the discharge procedures to get done. It would be another hour at least.

“They were great Justin. Hit the spot and made up for this pig slop they pass off as food.” He laughed.

Then turning serious, “I guess this is my last stay with you. I wanna thank you for all the extras you done, I know everyone doesn’t get that kind of attention. It meant a lot having someone to talk to and keep me company.”

“It was no bother. I enjoyed visiting with you too. Kept me out of the line of fire for the Orthopedic nurses, they woulda had me giving bed baths and doing bedpans if they thought I wasn’t toiling away for the nurses on this wing.” I added jokingly.

I then spent a half hour, at his insistence, relating SOME of my adventures from the previous night. And Mr. Dan was right there listening almost as intently as my usual audience.

“Sounds like a right fine girl you found yourself.” Dan said.

“Well Mr. Dan,” I started, “She is kinda a free spirit. Our friendship doesn’t include anything seriously set in stone or long range. I really care about her, but I’m 45 and she’s 22, and in college. And my track record in life leaves a bit to be desired for a girl with a promising future. I think she’d rather take the attention and affection I have to offer NOW, and seek better prospects for a lifelong commitment.”

“You wouldn’t have her if you could?”

“Of course I would. She’s got a heart of gold, and while she is a bit on the ‘rotund’ side I am pretty sure she would make a fine mate. And her personality and wits more than make up for her weight. She’s exactly what I would go after if I were 20 years younger and about twice as smart as I was at that age.”

“But it really isn’t in the cards Mr. Dan, she’s got becoming an eye doctor in her future. She is truly too good for me and I would only hold her back or become a leech for her to support.”

“If I only knew back then what I know now.” I laughed.

“So what is in YOUR future Justin? Is this job your final stop, or have you got plans?”

“Dan, Justin here is a recent graduate of the EMT-Basic program. He takes his Registry test next month, then he plans to go on to Paramedic school.” he winked at me and grinned.

“He’s gonna save the world ... or at least those unfortunate souls who either do something stupid or become victim of someone else’s stupidity.” he said with a chuckle. “Cause paramedics DO FIX STUPID.” and he laughed loudly.

“Sounds like your heart is in the right place.” said Dan. “Maybe something will happen and you’ll catch a break and become all you desire to be.”

I noticed a “Mona Lisa” type smile and a mischievous look in his eye as he said that. Kinda puzzled me and made me nervous at the same time.

A knock at the door, and nurse Betty came into the room.

“They are sending your paperwork up now Mr. Neilson. It will be about 15 more minutes.”

“Justin is going to go get a wheelchair, and after you fuss about being able to walk yourself he will roll you down.” She smiled.

I excused myself and began the hunt. Wheelchairs are always in short supply and high demand.

Paperwork done, fussing and complaining about the wheelchair over, and all belongings bagged and gathered, I pushed Mr. Neilson into the hallway to start our half mile journey down to the parking garage.

Mr. Dan had already gone down to move the car near the doors.

As we approached the exit, Mr. Neilson asked me to hold up a moment so I stopped and stepped around in front of him.

Fully able to walk the last 15 feet, he locked the wheels and stood, and I pushed the chair to the side.

Clamping his hand on my shoulder in what I initially thought was for support, he said to me, “I wanna thank you for giving so much of your time to make an old man’s final days more enjoyable. Other than Dan, I have nobody else family wise and few friends left this side of the grass. Everything you’ve done is appreciated my young friend, I just wanted to take a moment to say that personal like.”

I was finding myself choking up, so I answered quickly, “Again, it was all my pleasure. I enjoyed getting to know you AND spending time with you. I just wish your leaving today was under better circumstances.”

He looked into my face intently, “So you know?”

“Yessir, I do. It’s part of the staff dynamic. We know all about everything about everybody. Doesn’t make this easier though.”

“Well, that’s good. I’m glad you know.” Then questioningly, “Maybe you could come out to the farm for a visit soon. I should be there for a while yet.”

“I’d love that. Maybe we could do some fishing in that pond you told me about.”

He fished in his pocket and brought out an old wallet, the produced a business card.

“Here’s my information. Give me a call and we’ll wet a hook or something.”

“I sure will.”

Dan came walking up to the door as we exited, we got Mr. Sheppard Neilson into the brand new Mercedes, and they pulled out heading to ... who knows. But I am POSITIVE it was more exciting and enjoyable than that hospital room.

Yes, I did go home that night and cook my own food.

No, Rhoda was not there. Nor did she return that night. Or the next. Or the next. In fact, she didn’t show up for Three weeks. And when she did, I wished she hadn’t.

I made several trips over the next Three weeks out to the Neilson farm on my days off. Myself and “Mr. Shep”, as he was now known to me, did go fishing. We also shared some rowdy stories and just hung out. But the main activity we engaged was driving all around the region in his fairly new pickup.

He had a LOT of interesting and entertaining destinations for us, and I enjoyed them all immensely.

I also began reviewing that Third week for my EMT Registry test. My classmates and I had a study session every Monday/Wednesday/Saturday afternoons.

I had the information down cold, but I went anyway just to be sure and help the others.

It was around 11pm Saturday Night, Three weeks after Mr. Shep left the hospital, One week from my big test, and 20 minutes after I arrived home from the study group and got changed into my “lounging shorts”, and about 30 minutes before I was planning to turn in so I could get some rest for work the next morning. Usually 7am comes way earlier than I prefer.

The knock at the door surprised me cause I had the stereo volume up and didn’t hear the car pull up.

I answered the door and it was Rhoda.

She was dressed VERY nice. a mid-thigh length tastefully form fitting red dress that plunged to almost her bra strap in back and showed off most of her barely bra-supported DD titties.

Her tits were always firm and had little sag so the bra was under no strain, but the conforming effect was SPOT ON.

Just enough makeup that her normally beautiful features were prominent. She smelled VERY good, to me, since she was wearing a perfume I had bought her.

I literally GAPED at her with mouth open, then managed to step aside and invite her in.

“I was wondering if you’d be home, or if you would have one of your other sluts here tonight.” She said with a giggle and full humor.

“Now you know better. If I was going to waste my good sleep time with a slut, I’d have called you over, cause you’re my Number One best-est slut.”

Her eyes sparkled and she laughed.

“Well, I take it you like this look?”

“HELL YEAH I DO!”, I said enthusiastically. “You look like a Gozillion bucks. Absolutely BeeYooTeeFull.”

And I meant it with all my heart.

“Good.” she said, “Cause I wanted you to see me like this, drool a LOT, then show me just how much of an effect that I have on you.”

I want to leave here tomorrow morning barely able to walk, on rubbery legs, and with Three well fucked out sore holes.”

All my plans for sleep were tossed aside immediately and enthusiastically.

We left a trail of her clothing and undergarments to my queen size bed.

I kissed her as energetically as I ever had while caressing her always so soft skin.

As I nibbled her neck, ears, shoulders, and mouth, I pinched her large but perfect nipples until they were hard and erect.

Her nipples were perfect. When hard, they resembled a rubber baby bottle nipple in size and shape. Perfect for sucking and chewing lightly, which was good since she was able to have mini-orgasms from that activity.

Which I did. Swapping between one hard long nipple to the other while she writhed and whimpered and voiced her opinion of how glorious it felt.

I let my hand wander down her belly to her mons. And then, avoiding her clit, placed my hand over her pouty pussy lips, feeling the sparse hairs of her bush against my wrist and palm. They too were excellent. Puffy in that wonderfully sexy hotdog bun cameltoe way.

She was WET. SOAKING WET. And I wasted no time kissing down her front. I parted her ample thighs and leaned forward until I could smell her sweet delicious odor.

Her pencil eraser sized clit stood out about a quarter inch prominently beyond its hood.

Then I DOVE in. And I mean I ATTACKED her pussy with my lips, tongue, teeth ... I SAVORED the copious juices as I worked to give her pleasure.

Infrequently, I licked across he clit causing her to hunch her ass up forcefully off the bed. I licked and sucked each labia as I drug my tongue up and down he slit. I wrapped my mouth around her mound and forced my tongue into her ultra tight hole, then sucked the sweet cunt juices into my mouth, swallowing and drinking her essence.

After a few minutes of this, I wiggled my middle finger into her clinging and spasming hole, curling upward to stroke that soft pad of nerves, and at the same time wrapped my lips around her clit and SUCKED.

The reaction was immediate.

She let out a long groaning wail and slammed her thighs against the side of my head as she bucked like a bronco against my face.

Up and down, wailing out her pleasure, her orgasm flowed into a second one, then a third, then trickled to at least a Dozen smaller quaking mini-orgasms.

At some point, she had literally gushed juices and soaked my face, my hand, and a dinner plate sized area of the bed. My right hand, whose middle finger was very gently stroking and wiggling in and out of her tight pussy, contained at least a half ounce puddle of her cunt nectar in the palm.

I slowly withdrew my finger and spent a few minutes lightly licking and sucking at her steaming hot sopping wet pussy.

Her bush was plastered to her skin, and her cunthole and asshole still pulsated with aftershock contractions.

He thighs now splayed lifelessly out at right angles to her pelvis opening her up to my full attentions.

Landing one last licking sucking kiss on her clit, I licked downward all the way to her asshole.

I licked softly at it and then suddenly stuck my tongue as far up her ass as I could while stroking her clit with my thumb.

She went off yet again, humping her entire body off the bed until the only contact she had with the bed was her head/neck on the pillow and her heels behind my shoulders. She locked up in this position humping my face and screaming out “OHHHHHHHHHHHMMMYYYYGGGOOOOODDDD!!!!!”.

Then she fell back into the mattress and didn’t move. At all.

I pulled my tongue from her spasming asshole and leaned back to look at her. She was out like someone blowing on a candle.

She had passed out.

A first for me. I had never had that happen before.

I crawled up and gathered her into my arms, landing little kisses all over her face (after I wiped my slimy soaked face on the sheets).

After a few minutes she started to move. Slowly at first, then with more and more purpose. She started kissing me back and soon we were frenching and sucking each others mouth, devouring each other.

She grabbed my diamond hard dick and stroked me a few times, then while siding downward she kissed my neck, my nipples, and finally settled on swallowing my full six and a half inches.

She pressed HARD into my pubic area forcing in as much as she could get, then sucked hard all the wat to the head. And Down again she went. This time I actually felt her throat muscles pop over the head as it entered he throat.

I tried HARD to last, thinking of human anatomy and exactly what structures in her tight gullet were massaging my cockhead. But it was no use.

I voiced the news, “Baby ... gonna cum.”

She had rarely sucked me to completion, and had NEVER swallowed. Not in the 2 years we had been fuck buddies.

She hummed an affirmative sound, nodded her head, and the added vibrations and movement tripped my trigger.

“OOOOHHHHHH BAAYYYBBYYY!!!”

“HOLY SHIIITTTT!!!!! CUUUMMMIIINNNGG!!!!!”

And I wrapped my fingers in her long dark hair as ONE, TWO, and the sensation of her swallowing was mind blowing, THREE, and I let her back off a bit until her tongue was moving on the underside of my cockhead, FOUR, FIVE, Six, seven eight ... EIGHT PULSES. EIGHT SHOTS OF CUM.

More than I ever remembered shooting before.

I pumped until I thought my balls were coming out my piss hole.

And she swallowed and sucked and licked every drop.

As I came down from Pluto and gained my senses, I firmly pushed her off my cock due to the unbearable and slightly painful sensations on my cock.

I pulled her up on top of me and rolled us sideways, wrapping together in a tangled knot of arms and legs and tits and wilting prick.

I again kissed her like she was the last kiss I would ever have.

We soon cuddled and drifted.

My alarm sounding was the next thing I knew.

I shut it off, then immediately grabbed the phone. (Landline. No cell phones yet)

Hitting preset #3, (G-Mother was #1 and Mom/Dad was #2) I quickly informed my work that I wasn’t coming today.

I then rolled over and hovered over Rhoda. I began kissing her little pecks all over her face.

She awoke, smiled, and kissed my forcefully on the mouth. Neither of us caring about pussybreath, dickbreath, or morning breath.

Suddenly she broke the kiss. “PEE!”, and quickly hurried into the bathroom.

I followed a bit slower for the same reason.

After a short “rinse” in the shower, we returned to the bed and resumed the efforts to “fuck out” all of her body openings.

She rolled me atop her and pulled those soft thick thighs back under my rib cage, crossing her heels behind my back across my rib cage.

(has it become apparent she was super flexible for her size???)

I pressed my solidly average hard dick into that delightfully tight hole, feeling the same constricting sensation as entering one of the Three virgins I had ever fucked. I was again amazed at how tight this girl remained.

As we leisurely humped and stroked me in and out of her clinching spasming silky molten fire, I alternated between kissing her mouth, kissing and sucking her neck, and sucking those perfect hard gorgeous nipples.

We didn’t fuck for an hour, it was only a few minutes before her pussy caught fire and was a sloppy wet mess. The flowing liquid helped me stroke a bit faster as her cunt muscles rippled and squeezed.

The heat was feverishly intense, and she was throwing her hips up to me with force.

And then she came, HARD. And as usual, if her pussy was less flooded I would have had to stop thrusting in fear of bending and fracturing my penis.

As it was, I thrust HARD into her and held still while her pussy clamped down on me with the force of a fist. Almost to the point of being painful.

She sucked my neck hard and bit down while growling loud enough to make my ear begin ringing.

And she humped and humped and humped for what seemed like forever, all the while her cunt clamped and released and clamped on my hard cock and her pussy flooded it’s sweet juice, wetting both of our crotches, running down her ass crack, dripping (yes literally) off my balls, and creating another huge wet spot on the bed sheets.

As she came down and calmed, and that tight snapping pussy released it’s death grip on my cock, I began slowly stroking the entire length in her.

Out until just the head was inside, the inward until my pubic bone smashed into hers.

Slow at first, then faster and faster until I was pistoning into her. In my head, I set the rhythm to Queen’s Another One Bites The Dust and kept a steady pace to drag her into another orgasm.

Just when I thought my cum was going to arrive before i got her off again, she began her moaning wail and the snapping pussy show began again. But this time I kept stroking into her, forcing the clinching muscles to spread and stretch as I plowed her sweet hole.

Just as she began tapering off, I grunted... “OHGODBABYIMCUMMING!” “I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOUR BODY! I LOVE YOUR PUSSY! I LOVE FUCKING YOU! I NEVER WANT IT TO STOP!!!”

And again I came and came, this time deep in her sucking clinching spasming HOT Wet cunt.

We again cuddled and kissed and caught our breath.

And then visited the kitchen in all our naked glory for large glasses of orange juice, which she dribbled on those firm DD tits because I was squishing my left hand in her crotch and had her laughing at my antics.

Orange juice is expensive, so I dutifully licked and sucked it off those wonderful orbs for her.

Again a short “rinse off” and back to the bed.

She sucked and stroked me slowly while I teased her clit with my tongue in a sideways 69.

Before long her juices were flowing out of her red inflamed pussy and wetting her low-side thigh.

I had enjoyed her oral ministrations and almost regained my full hardness in her beautiful mouth.

Twisting around, I laid between her thighs and kissed her darkened swollen lips, seeking her tongue and playfully sucking it like I do her clit.

I found purchase in the entrance to her heavenly hole and broke the kiss so I could watch the expression of pure horny lust in her Hazel eyes as I slowly sunk into her to the root.

I chewed and roughly sucked her nipples, feeling the fluttering contractions of her mini-orgasms it caused, as I leisurely stroked out and into her sopping slimy wet depths.

As she approached a fevered lustful urgency, I buried into her as deep as possible and began to swivel and grind inside her, causing my pubis to smash and stimulate her clit.

In no time at all, she went off. A milder but no less pleasurable orgasm ripping through her body.

She hunched and shuddered and her cunt gripped my cock as she moaned loudly and slimed our crotches.

Barely allowing her to calm down, I rose to my knees and told her, “Roll over baby, on your knees.”

She flipped around with quick ease, and assumed the doggy position. She dropped her chest to the mattress and began fingering her cunt and rubbing her clit as I kissed and sucked and nipped her voluptuous ass cheeks.

Then I rose and SLAMMED my hard cock into her greedy hot cunt all the way balls deep.

She squealed, grunted, and moaned “YES!”.

After a dozen or less strokes I eased all the way out of her sloppy pussy, placed my cockhead against her asshole, and as she rubbed and fingered herself I sunk 1/3 of it into her ass.

I gave her a couple minutes to adjust and start wriggling then pulled out and sunk into her soppy pussy again to coat my cock.

Second penetration, I sunk ALL of my hard cock into her tight gripping ass. She arched her back and came hard. The tight sphincter held me like a constricting band so I couldn’t stroke, and her rectal muscles milked my dick inside her like a dozen massaging fingers.

As soon as she began to come down from her orgasm and relax so I could move, I gripped her hips and began a steady rhythmic stroking. Out and back in, from the root to just below the head.

I built speed but not too fast, slowing or pausing as her body was wracked by orgasm after orgasm. Nearly a dozen in all.

As her final orgasm approached, mine was imminent as well. My cock swelled and became harder and her orgasm began as well.

She wailed, “OHGODSOGOODILOVEIT! MORE MORE MORE MORE!! OH I LOVE YOU!!! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK MY ASS WITH THAT BEAUTIFUL COCK! MAKE ME CUM! MAKE ME CUM! FILL ME! FILL ME! CUM IN MY ASS! CUM IN ME! MAKE ME YOURS!...”

Pussy juice splashed on my balls and thighs as her spasming colon milked me over the edge and my smaller but still mind blowing load of cum boiled out into her buttery soft clenching bowels

And I answered her cries of passion, “OHGODYES! HEREITCOMES! TAKE MY CUM! TAKE MY DICK! TAKE MY HARD SPEWING COCK IN THAT GORGEOUS TIGHT ASS! OHGOD! OH I LOVE IT! OH I LOVE YOUR ASS! I LOVE YOUR HOT TIGHT ASSHOLE! I LOVE FUCKING YOUR ASS! I LOVE FUCKING YOU! tAKE IT ALL! TAKE MY CUM! TAKE MY LOVE! TAKE MY LOVE!!! OH GOD I LOVE YOU TOO! I LOVE YOU TOO! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!”

And as we came down again from somewhere in space around Jupiter, she suddenly pulled back from my cuddles and kisses and rolled back away from me about a foot on the bed.

She just laid there and clinched her eyes shut. Then tears began to flow.