Free Now and Forever--Let's Make Love by Joan Elizabeth Lloyd

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4NEWGAMES:
Yes, it was. One thing before we meet again …
1SHYGIRL:
What?
4NEWGAMES:
I think you really must change your screen name. Shy Girl really doesn’t apply anymore.
    Mary Kate and Greg laughed as she typed, “It really doesn’t, does it?”
AGELESS FANTASIES
    Everyone at every age has fantasies about everything from telling the boss exactly what to do with his overtime work, to winning
     the lottery, to being becalmed on a sailboat with Sean Penn or Heather Locklear.
    This section and the ones at the ends of the next three chapters contain fantasies that you and your partner can read aloud
     to get your juices flowing. They cover all sorts of sexual activities, and like all fantasies, are populated by heroes and
     heroines with perfect bodies who can perform sex flawlessly and frequently. However, this should not prevent you from picturing
     yourself participating in the exciting things the characters are doing. In fantasies, there are no diseases, no unwanted pregnancies,
     no past and no future for the characters. Therefore, there is no need for condoms. Would that real life were as kind.
    Fantasies are of two types: those that you would actually like to act out and those that are fun to dream about but that you
     would never consider actually doing. Of course, the line between participation and dreaming differs from person to person,
     so if your partner bookmarks one of the “Ageless Fantasies” or a story anywhere in this book, be sure you know which group
     the desire falls into.
    Ask your partner for what you want or discuss afterward what might have made the experience even hotter. If you get into a
     silly situation—and Ed and I have done that often—laugh about it, but keep the warm feelings and continue later. The most
     important thing is to have fun and not to take it all too seriously.
    So grab a bookmark or two, and maybe, with the help of your bookmark, you and your partner can make your fantasies come true
     someday.
JEFF’S FANTASY
    “Excuse me.”
    Mildly annoyed, Jeff looked up at the man who was trying to get past him in the narrow row of the movie theater.
    The movie had started about fifteen minutes earlier. “Why can’t these people ever get here on time?” he muttered to himself.
     “Why do they always have to—”
    He stopped abruptly as an astoundingly beautiful woman moved past him in the row, obviously there with the man she followed.
     She was the most gorgeous thing he had ever seen. She wore a long red T-shirt that came down only a few inches below her perfectly
     formed ass. Jeff could have sworn that she wasn’t wearing anything beneath.
    As she moved past, she turned and looked at him. “Thank you,” she said as she and her companion moved to the center of the
     row. Her date wasted no time putting his arm around her, pulling her close.
    Jeff couldn’t take his eyes off her. His whole world had become the beauty in red seated several tantalizing feet to his left.
     The movie was good, and pretty sexy for an R-rated film, but since the film was several months old, the theater was only about
     one-third full. There was no one else in the row besides Jeff, the woman, and her date.
    Jeff started fantasizing about the woman in the red T-shirt, imagining what he would do to her if she was his woman. He imagined
     slowly stripping her and tying her spread-eagled to his bed while he used his tongue to explore every nook and cranny of her
     body, tantalizing and teasing her until she begged him to fuck her. He might refuse at first, make her beg some more, but
     eventually he would fuck her. He’d fuck her long and hard, over and over again. He’d be the best fuck she had ever had. The
     fantasy was so good and so real that, absently, his hand dropped down to his crotch, where, without his even realizing it,
     he began to brush his hand lightly across his now-bulging cock. With the flimsy shorts he was wearing, the lump in his lap
     was painfully apparent. He stared