I felt his hand return to my thigh.“I was really proud to be with you tonight,” he continued, his fingers raising the hem of my dress to the place...where my stocking top would have been had I not worn tights. “It’s all a bit new for both of us. We’ll just have to be careful while we get used to the idea.”I placed my hand on his, partly to show that I appreciated what he was saying, partly to prevent his fingers rising any higher up my thigh – at least while we were in the taxi.“I think we both. Anger and resentment fire from my very soul as I rage at the unfairness of it all. An age of exhaustion washes over me as I reach once more for the key to her freedom. The act is over the power returns to my guest as though it had never left. I watch disconsolately from the corner as she rises and looks scornfully down upon me, unfettered hands returning those soft folds of flesh once more behind the silk covering of her panties. Firm ripe breasts like crests upon her chest rise over me as I. Things went on as usual until one day a drastic change took over our lives. Bella’s condition began to deteriorate! I rushed her to the hospital and got her diagnosed immediately. There was only one thought lurking on my mind, one I hope it’s not thought in my consciousness. It wasn't long before the doctor announced the news that I feared the most: her cancer relapsed. And given her condition, she was given a few months. Once again, my dream to have a family was shattered. I felt that I was at. This was a new kind of sex between them, reminded him of high school make-out sessions in the car or on a couch, when it would get hot ‘n heavy but everybody knew it wasn’t gonna go to third base…and that was okay…and hot! “This is high gear!“ she answered, holding her hand now to his mouth, asking him to lick it….then resuming her wet, slow stroking. “It’s incredible,” said Mary. “I’ve done things I never imagined I would ever do. I’ve seen you do things that years ago would have made me.