I knew that if I asked for another show, or if I tried to advance her along, I stood a good chance of her pulling back. I'm not sure when, but somehow...I had developed an innate sense of how far I could push her.So I left well enough alone. In my journal entries I flattered the hell out of her. I figured she was probably regretting her boldness, and I needed to repaint her memory of the event with what I wanted her to remember. Say something enough times, and it will eventually become the truth.. Cause she wore a one piece dress of red color and was looking too cute and hot at the same time … Then she sat and asked me whether I am happy to meet her or not … I said yes … !!After the food was almost done she said “Stop eating right now” …I asked why ??She asked me “Is really your dick so big ??” .. I had a shocked expression on my face and she said say now … I said yes … !! … To which she said ohhhkk cool …Then she picked her phone and took it under the table and after 30-35 sec brought. He says that he always attended pre-school clubs so that he could get inside, out of London’s cold, rainy winters. He was always the first at the library when he was at college. So, it was no surprise that he woke early that morning and told me that he’d go for a walk around the city while I slept in for a bit. He knows I’m not very good in the mornings.I got up and hour later when I started feeling uncomfortably hot and sticky. It wasn’t the bed, we only had a thin top sheet, no blankets or. She would send me pics of herself, with her friends, or with a guy. I was ecstatic.Fast forward 4 years, I had moved states to Maryland a year after I started talking to her, into the middle of farm country. Melissa and I continued to talk, and she knew a lot about me, since I trusted her from knowing her for so long. She knew where I lived and school I was going to.Now during these 4 years of chatting online with her changed my tastes. The pics she would send me were now porn instead of her.