I recall one evening where she just went through the motions, missionary to doggystyle and back to missionary. She had a rather dull look on her face ...hat kinda bothered me. I quickly came, as usual, then tried asking her what was on her mind. She was just tired. She seemed to be tired all the time after that. So tired she just stopped having sex with me. Months pass and I finally see her attitude pick up and a smile on her face. I was thinking that maybe that evening I’d be getting lucky but. He picked it up and slowly brought it near his nose to smell the fragrance of a woman’s love hole which got him intoxicated to his thoughts.While he was lost in his thoughts, he heard a naughty and a sheepish giggle from a woman much older to him which suddenly brought him back to his senses. He looked at her and she at him. For a brief moment, their eyes met but she turned away feeling shy.The man next to her introduced himself to be her husband and insisted that this young man sat next to. ”“Abhi, tell the truth? I know you took my stuff”I replied “What stuff you are talking about? I know nothing about it?”I try to act normally, with all the dirty thought are coming to my mind about her. Listening to my answers she went out of the room and we didn’t talk that day. It was night and I am just wondering if the lights of her room were going to off or not. I walked towards the door as I saw the lights are on and heard she was moaning very bit louder than other days, maybe she was. Looking into his hazel eyes she smiled. Now she knew why she felt so close to him. She had seen it in his coming back from the brink: a vision much like her ancestors had experienced."Hello my sweet Monen'hi. My soul mate." Chenosh said, kissing his lips. At first it was gentle then fierce. She broke the kiss leaving him gasping for air."Is that how you brought me back? I felt myself slipping, but then I felt you all around me. You saved me." Johnny said stroking her cheek with his.