’ I say ‘What in the world could you have done on that perfect body and face?’ She laughs and French kisses me again. ‘Thanks, hon. I’m goin... to see if he can tighten me up down there. Yours is not the only complaint I’ve gotten lately.’ ‘Would you like me to pay for it?’ ‘No, honey, it’s my responsibility. The money you’re paying me is worth nearly three months of prostituting myself at the ranch. Of course, if the ranch didn’t take their share, it would be a whole lot more. I’m lucky I’m. ” It took me about two nanoseconds to put her on her back. I then placed kisses all over her fabulous boobs, rubbed her soaking wet shaved pussy and clit, and then shoved my rock hard dick into her channel. I put her calves on my shoulders and manipulated her clitoris with one hand as I mercilessly pounded her. She kept on yelling “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” as she undulated her entire body. It was the wildest fuck of my life, and just like my fantasy I did fuck her senseless. Once Julie. Now, he could not even remember her face or the feel of her lips. All he could see was Patricia. Her emerald green eyes sparkling against her tan skin. Her highlighted hair curving around her body. She had invaded his thoughts completely and had set up permanent residence. He sat at the table and buried his face in his hands. It was not fair to string Veronica along, especially when it would be weeks before he would be home. It was clear that he had physically moved on with Patricia, now his. Riday, June 8, 1979After our morning cuddle and rapport, Bonnie, Missy, Sharon and I headed in to work for a while. We hadn't much more than got into my office before Ann came in."The police came by to see me last night," she told Sharon and me. "They wanted to know if I knew anything about my ex-husband getting beaten pretty badly yesterday afternoon. I assured them I didn't, and gave them the names of several people who knew I was at work when it happened." Did they say how badly he had been.