Com. I clicked on the first link. The title was “Jackie Roman, Florida Stripper” It was an 8 minute clip of her stripping on a stage, obviously in...a topless club, openly fingering herself and the backs of men’s heads seen coming up and giving her money. I was in complete shock but went to the second link. This one, “Jackie Roman, Panama City Slut”, showed Jackie in an office, stripping, sucking and fucking two men and it ended with her drinking one of the men’s piss.” Gosh, the man she was. He tries kissing her neck with lot of effort countering her resistance. Sudden sound of “aaahhhh” props out of Ragini’s mouth. Somewhere she always feels like wanting it, though the fact that she is married daunts her. Rahul is excited with her resistance and the “aahhhh” “ouch” sounds. He gets aggressive. Ragini tries to pacify him saying “lets go back to car, we are in open.” That acts as reassurance to Rahul and he takes her to the car. Both of them sit in the car as Rahul moves the car in. His eyes sparked again looking in mine as he said, "Ho-Ho was here." I know he was," I said while catching a bit of the old Christmas morning excitement myself.Richie wasn't really excited about the presents and sweets that older children dream about. That was the first Christmas he'd take part in, so he knew nothing of the pleasures of tearing colorful paper off of mysterious boxes. He was a Christmas virgin, so to speak. His excitement was mainly from the magical nature of Santa Claus. .and with that, I was free...or so I'd hoped. But with every step I took away from her, the closer she was to my thoughts. All I wanted was for her to look at me with those kind eyes all the time, that soft smile melting into mine in a never ending kiss. But I knew that would never happen. If I did see her softer side again, it would only be to play another sick little game. I was tired of being her Charlie Brown, always giving her another chance to pull the football away at the last.