The most wonderful experience of my life just happened. You see, I had s*x with the girl of my dreams. No, not just the "girl of my dreams". The love of my life. Lacy Mae. That was the name that always rang in my head when I thought about her. Everyone else just called her "Lacy", but to me, Lacy Mae was much more intimate. And we had just shared a very emotional experience. As I said, I made love to her. Not in the traditional sense, mind you. That is to say, we didn't do it "missionary" style. Instead, I took her from behind while she held herself poised on hands and knees. And we did this for the simple fact that she was nearly eight months pregnant and trying to make love "traditionally" had proven to cause too much discomfort for her.
It was also rather "untraditional" for the simple
