He turned to go and I called after him, I didn’t want him to go despondent, I wanted him to feel that there was a chance for him,“I am pleased you...came to me, it means a lot, and sweetheart, if there is any time you want to talk about anything then come to me, I am open to anything” I said hoping that he got the message I was sending him.Over the next couple of days the weather was quiet hot, Peter seemed to be in his shorts most of the time, so to give him and treat I started to walk about in. ’ Picking up the phone she asked Directory Enquiries to put her through to The News of the World, and then asked for the Editor, telling him she was Joshua Morrison’s ex wife and would they like to discuss a possible deal for information and photo’s of him. The Editor sitting in his news room raised a hand over to one of the best on his staff and beckoned him over. ‘Of course Mrs Morrison, we’d be delighted to meet with you, I’m sending over my people who will collect you and bring you to a. .”By the time we left the motel that morning, I was ready to fuck you all over the parking lot.”“Maybe you need to touch her hand, or even ask for a hug. From what I’ve seen of you and the other women at the house, a little hug can turn into a big, heated hug.”“Yes, I agree and when you sit on the bed, or in a chair - if Jackie Sue sits on the bed - I want to sit close to you and put my hand on your leg. I’ve seen women do that to show other women - this man is mine. We’ll know more about her. This is the first chapter of what will become (hopefully) a long story. I'm open to feedback, suggestions, and requests!---ONE---Jacob Stevens was a pretty average guy. 6 feet tall, dark hair, Caucasian, athletic build. He had a wife, a daughter, a job, and a lot of bills. Granted, the marriage had cooled off a lot in the last few years, but he did alright overall. He was even looking at maybe buying a house soon, which was a difficult thing for most people in the city. He was pushing steadily.