How could she possibly express her feeling to a personwho drilled her eyes into the inner regions of her mind?For the mphth time she pulled herselftog...ther with the last of her strength and looked up to meet the green eyes.?I don?t know if I can tell?? she finallysqueezed out when the silence got unbearable. ?I can?t..;?? I shouldn?t?;?? I must?.?Jean stood for another moment until she letgo of her hands and grabbed her shoulders instead;?Tell you what; we?ve got fifteen minutestill your next. ”“And I really love her. But we were, as we said a few times, star-crossed lovers. Fortunately, we didn’t end up like the couple that was originally about.”“No, you didn’t. What do you think would have happened if Bethany had died in that accident?”“I don’t even want to think about it,” I said. “I’ve already lost someone that way and I never, ever want to experience it again.”“You don’t get to decide that, Tiger.”I sighed, “I know. Can I ask why you told Bethany about Lyudmila?”“Because I. Their new home, a wedding present from Hank's parents, awaited them. Ma And Pa had added dishes and bedding, including a down comforter Pa brought home from an auction. It had never been used, he was quick to point out."Oh Aunt Martha, I feel like I have died and gone to heaven." She was visiting us one afternoon a couple of weeks after they got back from their honeymoon. "Last year I never even knew people like you and the Cossingers even existed. I keep getting scared someone will come along. This got me excited enough that I jerked off before closing my eyes until next morning. On the morning I went to my office and my sexy wife messaged me several times, telling me about how horny she was and how she couldn't wait to get fucked when she came home. Finally my workday ended, I returned home and waited for my sweet wife and her announced surprise. But then in the afternoon, she messaged me saying that her flight was delayed and that she would be home a bit later than previously.