Better than the alternative." More like a reminder of how much of my life was wasted. Of what's beenlost." Oh sweetie. That's surely looking at the gl...ss half-empty. You're nottaking a moment for granted now. That's all anyone can do, no matterwhat their past. As for the 'lost years.' Well, they weren't wastedsince they were the years that got you from there to here."Outside there was a prolonged rumbling. Thunder? Or just a passing jet?Marcia cubed the apple she'd been cutting and threw the. I just wanted to sit on his lap. To squirm and cuddle with him and pretend we were doing really naughty things. Not that it would ever happen. He would think it was wrong. And he had Mom... Dad broke away from his talk with Mom. He was a tall man with dark-brown hair he wore cut short and combed neatly. His blue eyes were on me. They had a hunger that I had never seen in them. Something that made me want to thrust out my little breasts.It made me wish I had big breasts like Mom for me to thrust. Larwence was happy with the extension that he got. He was even happier when his deal went through and they got the contract. Now his business would survive the current crisis and they could continue with their lifestyle, as they liked it. As she was relishing in her genuine relief, she heard a knock at the door. Not expecting anyone, Samantha hopped up and went to see who it was.As she peeped through the spy hole she was surprised to see the secretary she had sex with last week. She was. With all your squirming and the wetness of the sheet, you doubt it is. You feel him entering you, slowly and gently, and then slide in all the way. He begins pumping just the way he did before, slowly at first and then faster and harder. He’s pulling your hair so hard you think he’ll rip it out of your head and it feels like he’s about to split you in two and you beg him, whispering, to stop, please stop, that you can’t take the pain anymore while you force yourself down on him so hard you’re.