The serenity is absurd compared with the firestorm of passion that has raged unchecked throughout his secondment. It can't end. I won't let it. But it...must.Today.Winter without him seems impossible to contemplate and I tighten my grip as if it'll make him stay. As if he'll leave her and choose me, to enjoy timeless moments like this one. Just us. Our bubble. Connected.I roll my thumb around the sensitive skin between his thumb and forefinger. Feel him shudder. The same way I do when that web is. My hands were clenched around the steering wheel. I looked nervously and anxiously around for any signs that I may not be alone. My mouth is getting dry, and just the thought of what I was about to do was giving me a raging hard on. In my passenger seat sat a bag. I took one last good look around and decided it was time. I kicked off my sneakers and pulled off my socks. I picked them up and placed them next to my bag. I placed my feet firmly on the car floor lifting myself out of the seat. Many of the patrons here smoked cigars or pipes with their brandy, whisky or what have you. While I don’t smoke, I did like the smell of a good pipe. Stan sometimes smoked Padron cigars while we relaxed. He told me I should enjoy one along with my beer at least once a month. No thanks. It was a very nasty habit. I would rather eat dirt. It would be healthier. I wasn’t a health nut but I was in good shape and I’d like to keep it that way. A number of people have wondered why I drank beer when I. She was wearing things that were almost transparent and very thin? And then one day one of the men she worked with complimented her on the size of her nipples and was bold enough to ask her if he could see them sometime? And that they waited around till everybody else was gone and closed the door in her office and she sit on her desk and let him walk up to her and start kissing on her and in a few minutes took her blouse off to show him how big those nipples really were. The next day she.