He groaned with pleasure as Eve squeezed him several times."Please stop Eve. I'm already close to cumming. I need to rest it for a minute or two."Eve ...et go of his cock and grabbed his hand. She pulled him out the door leading to the parking lot. "You need to get a little air Greg." When they were outside in the parking lot she asked. "Where's your car?"Still holding his hand Eve allowed Greg to pull her towards the back, dark corner of the lot where his little black import sat between two. “That’s the price I pay for letting Diana and Christy go out to buy the tree by themselves this year.” She kept her nose buried in the papers until she went through them all. “Honey, these are blank. Is this your roundabout way of saying you’re not going to Moringa?”“I won’t leave my children, mom,” Maddi’s voice quaked.Rochelle sighed. “I guess I can’t judge. I hope Diana shows half your resolve.”“We haven’t spoken in months.” Maddi dropped her shoulders and shuffled her feet with nervous. Should have been dark. Dark, gloomy, filled with the thunder and flash of his rage.He sighed again, grabbed his cane and tottered over to where his clothes were neatly laid out for him. Funny, that. Just like she used to set them out during happier times. Maybe she was in the kitchen, not totally gone from his life as he'd thought.The daydreams of past happiness made him eager to find out if he was dreaming her betrayal. He dressed hurriedly but carefully. She wouldn't like it if he didn't look. We stared awkwardly for a while, then he took a marker and drew a heart on my shoe, (I still haven’t washed it off). As he was bent over my foot, which I had propped on his leg, I couldn’t help but reach up and entangle my fingers in his hair. He had a picture on Facebook, the one that made me actually think of him like, ‘Oh my god I want him in my pants.’ And now, finally I was touching the hair that had started the churning and coiling in my stomach. I got to dye it black last week, just the.