Pete began stroking her hair with his right hand, and caressing her breast with his left. He pressed his right leg in between hers."You want me, don't...you?" Pete said smiling. "It's OK. It's OK.." he cooed. "You want me..."Michelle turned her head back to face him. Tears were streaming down her eyes. She nodded."You never forgot me, did you?"She shook her head."Fuck me."She nodded.Pete leaned her against the desk, then went to his knees. His hands found their way under the wedding dress, and. I called him over as he came out to wash his car. "hey Pepe , I need some help with something could you come over later and help me out." "Sure thing, Manuel, no problem" An hour later he was there at my front door, he came in wearing cut off blue jeans and a tight tank top that made hlm look very sexy, and hot, so I knew he wanted something also, I explained my dilemna, " Look Pepe, Im going to ask something from you and if you feel uncomfortable just say no and I'll understand," He looked at. Admittedly, those weren't my first thoughts. He is a good-looking guy. But he's a true gentleman, apparently without even thinking about it. Denise and I both are still stunned that a man would treat us so nicely."Sitting quietly for a moment, Connie continued, "My ex-husband's idea of making love was to bend me over the table, grab my hair and slam into me a few times. The idiot I lived with was a thirty-second wonder. My only thought when he did it to me was trying to keep him awake so he. He use to keep money with me telling to give to his drivers or his other engineers. I was very loyal to him with respect to him and I made sure not a single paisa is less of what he gave.Once he gave me Rs. 50, 000/- and told me to make three payments as he was going to Bombay for some work. I kept in the drawer where I usually keep it and the next day in the morning when I checked it was gone. I also didn’t know what to do and out of the blue my father in law was very ill so my husband too was.