Don’t you think he might look funny wearing a mini and cowboy boots?’ Samantha giggled before taking a sip of wine. ‘He seems to be making a ser...ous effort and you can’t judge him for that. What do the other women go through with their husbands?’ ‘They all say the same thing, that living that lifestyle is a sacrifice they chose to take. Some of them don’t even talk to their husbands unless they’re at home. How crazy is that.’ ‘It sounds like stepford on crack. Relationships take work, Sam.. I was aware of my body’s reactions, felt it flexing, pushing up and down, somehow using the power within the boiling surf to continue riding the wave. And at the same time as all that was happening to me I felt the physical pressure inside me rising ever higher and higher. Then all the multiplicity of sensations merged together, and as they did I was filled with an unbelievably exhilarating elation, they rose even higher, crested, then broke in a series of judderingly foaming peaks. The rapture. .You: no problem s*s anytime.. :)You: i like to eat pussy,,, you cant blame me..., and a pussy as great as yours i will never get tired ofYou: when i was eating you out i got an idea...... how are your thought on anal?Stranger: i could do thatYou: well oke hear me out. there isnt a condom in the house.. and i like pussy but a pregnant s*s is not my wet-dream.... so would you take my load up your ass... s*s...?Stranger: anything for u ;)You: great.. first things first.. lets get working on the. ”“Do you struggle to keep your lives separate? Having someone else’s memories of a different time must be confusing. I want you to know that I don’t care who he was or what he did. All I care about is what’s in here and here.” She pointed at my head and heart. Well, that was the problem, wasn’t it? In my head, I still had the old man rattling around trying to spoil everyone’s fun. I argued with myself all the time, even struggling not to feel guilty about renting a motel room. In my heart, I.