Shhhh...it’s our secret.” Up to this point in my life, this was the nicest I had ever seen him behave. I was still scared of him. Shelly wasn’t ...cared at all. She was happy....deliriously happy. He pulled me back in the middle of them, with my back against him. He slid his hand down my side , put his fingers in the waistline of my panties and slowly pulled them down and began rubbing my pussy. He whispered in my ear a promise that he’ll make me feel good too. He then spread my legs apart and. There is a crackling fire in the fireplace, soft music playing in the background, and another bottle of Dom in an ice bucket next to your makeup table. I put you on the settee, and hand you a glass of Dom, and a plate of chocolate-covered strawberries.As you nibble on the sweet fruit and sip the champagne, savoring the way the flavors complement each other, I take your hairbrush and begin to brush your long flowing silky locks. As I carefully brush your hair, my lips and tongue start to nibble. Wow that was an intense dream"it wasn't a dream chuck." Boomed gods voice in his head"Well fuck, now what?"So for what would have been the next 7523 days in normal time chuck tried for the outcome that God wanted. He tried many, many things.He tried robbing his local bank all that happened was the same semi killed him no any time he got near the road it swerved and hit him. One day he decided that he would kill every one that he saw with a meat tenderizer, that didn't work either. He tried not. For two weeks we each suggested various bets with both of us finding reasons to reject the others’ suggestions. I finally came to a situation that was acceptable to both of us. It was the 2002 Super Bowl, the Patriots vs. the Rams. Ashley grew up in New England and loved the Patriots, who were big underdogs. As I recall, they had never won the Super Bowl and the Rams were the heavy favorites. Although not a Rams fan, I thought it was a sucker bet even giving her 7 points when.