I was thinking seriously. Most of my work was in the south of England; only rarely did I travel to the North; and the business was located close to Gl...ucester. It would not be too much of an inconvenience for us to find somewhere to live in Devon, possibly Tavistock or surroundings. I broached the subject with Millie one evening when we were in bed. For a while she was speechless then she found her tongue."You would do that, for me?" It would be for us, Millie. For us and our children. Where. She started messaging me during evenings and we slowly started knowing about each other. Slowly she started dropping me during evenings. I started liking her companyand she used to like mine.This went on for another 4 months and kinda addicted talking to her. Slowly I started falling in love with her.. But I am not sure about her intentions.We were so into each other like talking all the time in office and during nights on phone. Once during an indian festival day, she came to office in a green. Surprisingly, it was well lit, but otherwise it looked like a million other roadside rest rooms:cigarette butts floating in the toilet, piss trails on the lowered semicircle commodes, and a hollowed-out glory hole on the left stall, next to the only urinal in the room. Chad bent slightly and looked down at the stall next to the urinal. True to form, a pair of loafers showed beneath the stall wall. Chad had been on his own in many ways since the age of 16. He was thoroughly aware of many. We can both see the pure lust in each other’s eyes and could not resist each other. We kissed each other with such burning desire and passion, I’ve never felt this way for any man. The taste of her, the feeling of her tongue wrestling with mine, was unmatched by anything I had ever experienced. She lay me down onto the sofa, kissing my neck as she lifted my shirt off of me. As she looked at my breast she said, “you don’t want me there you want me lower don’t you bitch?” I almost came in my.