Another text came through. Did this one contain an image of a hard, veined dick smeared with pre-come, designed to drive her wild with desire for her ...an back home? Perhaps he had his hand encased around the thick shaft, fat head swollen in readiness, desperately wishing to pierce her outer defences and glide into her silky confines. Or was it a photograph of his semen splotched onto his belly, unable to contain himself after he'd seen the pictures of her juicy insides? Whatever the content,. We have a lovely home just outside Florence and I’m sure we will be very happy. I wish I could tell you that I will be home soon, but I fear it will not be. We have several concerts booked, and now that my career is well established, I am in demand.I do not know how to tell Nick of this. I do not have the courage. I fear it will break his heart and that is the last thing I would want to do. But ... this is where my life is now and this is what we worked so hard to achieve. I will be home as. Now,in retirement,her only recourse was to call the police when her property had been vandalised,however by the time the police arrived the girl's had gone and Miss Wright was often told by the attending police officer that it would be her word against those she accused and this would not stand up in court because the accused could easily say they were elsewhere.Miss Wright was fast becoming depressed and felt very helpless;she knew the girl's involved,but could only watch as they passed her. I think he was looking to see if we were still on the beach. He quickly walked back to their spot. I mentioned him to Steph. I was already wondering about possibilities and what we might see when we got to where they were. Between Steph and me, I am usually the one who tries to plan for erotic encounters and Steph goes along somewhat reluctantly at first. But when we have a chance for erotic play Steph quickly gets into it and becomes totally uninhibited and often suggests things before I had.