She was wearing some jeans, and her as was well framed out in them, and I just couldn’t help but keep going fast so as to keep her ass in view, but ...low enough so as to not overtake her.When we got to her place, we were both out of breath and we sat down in her living room, where she tossed me a bottle of water. I drank it and got up but she motioned me to sit. She had ordered some pizza for dinner, and she made it sort of clear that there was to be no making out until then.I understood, and. I guessed it was no point pursuing the matter since shedid not want to talk about it. My mom is quite stubbornsometimes. Wondered what's eating her.Finally, we reached the petrol station after an hour's ride. Theplace was decorated with Christmas ornaments. Strings ofblinking colored lights coiled just about everywhere. It wasbrimming with customers who either needed a quick bite or justtopping up their depleting petrol tanks.Dad went into the mart, but mom and I stayed in the car. He cameout. Our style is called shotokan, originally from Okinawa. Also used to compete years ago, but my business has me traveling too much for that anymore." Bobby informed her.Teresa just smiled at herself for solving that little puzzle.After looking around the main barn, Bobby took her to the lower level where the stables were kept. Teresa was practically bubbling with her ideas for converting the place into a riding academy.As she inspected all the stalls for the horses she saw another wooden door. Care to share?” “Sure. I was just thinking about all the broken relationships of people down there. How many people go through the motions in their marriages? And questioning myself with some pretty tough questions this morning.” “Dave, we're both married and having this affair. We obviously have to be asking ourselves those hard questions. The toughest of which is, Is it time to come clean and move on from our marriages?” “Well I'm sure that you have asked yourself that question all week, as.