.. and I broke down and cried. FOR TWENTY MINUTES. How I had to build a wall and keep the emotions away, until I could deal with them, and slowly rebu...lding my life. How could this... this figment of my imagination tell me that I hadn't gone through all the emotions of my breakup?But after taking a deep breath and preparing to blast my muse with a stream of invective so profane that it would make a Marine drill Sergeant blush and cover his ears... I take a look inside of my soul. And I realize. So there i was,sitting in the bus next to Linda and with the 9year old twins, Jessica and Susan. The 18hour bustrip i was asking Linda about skiing and how i would learn etc. I was so very excited about this adventure and i was hyped up.But then the shock came over me….. The appartement!! It was soooo very small! There was a kitchen/livingroom with a bathroom that had a slide door that couldnt fully close! And there was a small room with a bunkbed. The livingroom had a sofa wich could be used. Her arms were stretched up above her head as she lay there, the buttons on her shirt barely covering each of her nipples, leaving her naked in a line from her mouth to her pussy to her ankles. This realization sent a thrill down her spine, through her legs, and left her pussy tingling at its helpless vulnerability. Then she felt it: the head of her husband's penis on the lips of her vagina. "Your head is so big!" she started to say, but never finished; he thrust his cock so deep into her that. This certainly tested my control brief as my penis was straining hard but, on checking, there was almost nothing visible.After her exertion Sally Anne went back and had another quick shower. I then sat and watched her get dressed.I could watch a woman putting on lingerie for ever and not get bored. Sexy though I looked, a woman's shape made bras and panties look better especially when a suspender belt is worn accentuating the waist. The lilac panties were my favourite and looked beautiful with.