She doubled over and clutched her stomach. She fell to her side, her face scrunched and red, trying desperately to bring air into her lungs. She must ...ave managed better than he thought, because Cien didn’t even realize she’d gotten enough air to scream, but she had, and it was long and pain filled. Sorrowful as if she knew she was going to die, and there was nothing anyone could do to help her. He took a step forward, unknowingly, waiting to get to her, to save her from the pain she must be. She also had lots of slutty make up on. She also told me she wasn’t wearing any panties. Phil arrived and we had a glass of wine and Fiona asked him what was his favourite video. He handed me a bag and in it was a silky black pair of panties, a white thong and a black bra and said they were Amy’s. I sniffed the panties and could smell her pussy juices. I found the video and started playing it. They sat next to each other on the sofa and I sat on an armchair watching them. Fiona’s skirt had. Well, it might not be Tom, but it sure as hell wasn't going to be me. Stopping by my employers house, I picked up my final check, a little added for severance pay and I left town. She could do whatever the hell she wanted, she would simply do it without me being anywhere around. I left her diary wide open on the middle of the bed with my wedding ring holding it open to the page where she talked about how much she loved Tom.After I was settled about 400 miles away, I found a job doing the same. All I could think about was I really hope we don't get into trouble for what we were doing, and I hope that Coach Ryan wasn't able to see anything that we were doing. Him calling my parents and telling them what I have been doing is all I needed right now."So what were you guys doing over there?" asked the Coach."We were just talking," said Chris. I started to blush, and look down at the dirt covered ground."If you were just talking why does Alyssia look like she wants the earth to swallow her.