“Look, I know your hubby doesn’t treat you the way he should. You have so much to offer, but he holds you back. Almost like a prisoner in your hom....”Alisha stood and made her way to the sink, trying to fight the new things she was feeling. She was speechless, but her soft smile told Buphen that he was right. As she rinsed a glass, she felt two strong hands on her shoulders, massaging them slightly. Alisha instinctively turned burying her head in Bhupen’s chest sobbing as tears started streaming. I scoot closer to him and stare for a few seconds. He looks over at me and says, "What?" I say "I dunno.." he says "Mhm, surrre." I say, "Ok, fine... I was thinking about what we talked about yesterday..." he says "Oh?" I say "Yeah.. and I was thinkin' maaaaybe... we coul--" before I could say "could" he kissed me. I wrap my arms around his neck an he grabs my hips and moves me to where my back is on the seating part of the couch. He starts to unbutton my shirt while I run my hands up and down. I was tall, smart, funny, and gorgeous, an aspiring writer, and Chris was thin, good-looking, and was in choir and advanced classes all through high school."Helen?"I turned around at the sound of his voice saying my name. There he stood, several yards away. Without thinking about it I ran to him and threw my arms around his neck. We stood like that for who knows how long, just breathing in each other and enjoying the feeling of seeing each other after a month apart at different colleges.That. I order it for the bar, but I can't resist and appropriate it for my private stash." Speaking of your private things, where do you keep your sex toys?"Diana held the glass up to her face for a moment letting the liquor slip into her mouth. She pointed. "The bottom drawer. What made you think I would keep entertainment in my office?"As he pulled the drawer open, David replied, "You aren't an impulsive woman. You are keenly aware of your own needs and desires. Most likely, you spend long hours.