Mein Herzschlag hatte sich wieder etwas beruhigt. Was war mir da bloß passiert? Ich war hin und her gerissen. Da kam eine Emailbekanntschaft einfach ...o zu mir. Die Art und Weise wie wir uns kennen lernten war direkt und zielgerichtet. Eine meiner Erlebnisse hatte sie so derart gefesselt, dass sie sich bei mir mit einem Email meldete. Daraus entwickelte sich schnell eine anregende Emailromanze.Ich stand im Eingang und blickte mich um. Rote halblange Haare -Mitte 30 - mit Rundungen an Stellen wo. "Morning Detective Simpson, so what is the plan for Rosie?" I asked. "Are you planning to barbecue her or fry her ass?" I asked."I like the way you think but he has a lawyer. I have called the Public Defender to send someone over. They are going to send one, but the court my appoint her a practicing lawyer. They don't want to have anyone say she had inadequate defense, when they burn her ass." So what the fuck are we doing here Detective?" I asked."This is a formality. We need to try to. ‘Yeah he’s nice,’ she smiled and then frowned again, ‘but I need a guy like that who can fuck me. How many nice guys are going to fuck straight away?’My cuckquean instincts were really getting working now. I could just picture Themida with her sweet smile and big boobs flirting with my husband and fucking him just if I wasn’t in the picture. I wanted her to think of him sexually rather than as my husband. ‘Well, say if I wasn’t around and it was just you two, this would be a nice date wouldn’t. I think I’ll see how far this goes. ‘Ok, you win. It’s still raining and I’m empty.’ I said as I looked into my empty pint glass forlornly. He ordered another for me. As another pint was set before me, a dark, with a hoppy aroma, he said, ‘Guess we should get passed being strangers. My name is Jim.’ ‘I’m Dawna.’ I said as I sipped my ale. He had to notice my eyes checked him out as he watched the bartender set two tequila shots before him. I don’t know what I was thinking right then. Maybe I.