Crushing Massive Gemstone Treasures

“Stop torturing me,” I whined. “The old Juliana is coming back!”

I felt a bit strange afterwards, when everything was over. She’s one of those women who in their mid forties still somehow manage to look as though they’re 20, and without the aid of plastic surgery or tons of professionally applied makeup. “Wonder what the food’s like.”

The food was all right, more than all right in fact. I’m here, aren’t I?” She looked me over again. Are you fully recovered?”

“Yes, well…” Then I finally recognised her. I couldn’t get to sleep again. “Now you know why I started wearing this instead of sleeping in the nude.”

“What was the dream about? Taking her time, she rubbed her vulva back and forth over mine, slowly and deliciously. “I’m right here next to you. Are you trying to cure my car-o-phobia by acclimatisation?”

“Exactly. I was in a hospital bed, subject to the indignities of bedpans and sponge baths, and at that time I was far from convinced that I would ever walk again.