And nights of waking in the darkness, to light the room with the glow of the phone as I pressed Refresh there too.When at last the computer chimed, it...was late in an evening, when I had just stepped from the shower, fresh from a run where I had tried and failed to clear my mind with exertion and rhythm. Her message was there, bold in the Inbox :"From: M W Subject: Decision"I didn't leap to open it, as I'd imagined I would at this moment, fumbling, with trembling hand and uncontrolled fingers. I. " Thanks, Sue. I don't want anybody to get into any sort of bother through me. I am grateful for the Defreitas family's welcoming me. I shouldn't like to spoil things for them." Yeah. I know what you mean, Peg. I just wanted confirmation of an assumption I made yesterday, and I think it is LOVELY!"Peggy looked askance at her, and admitted, "It is, and I want it to stay that way. My abortion treatment put me off-limits for a while, as you would appreciate. I hope that now I can get the loving I. Wait. You. Out.” “It’s cold out here,” I told him next. “You might say it’s nippy out.” It was, I would, and they were. I started to roll my nipples between my fingers for his benefit and continued for mine. I pinched them and stroked the areolae, raising the tiny bumps surrounding the bigger ones. I have the best nipples. So sensitive, so easy for him to get me going when he sucked on them, or chewed on them, just a bit. I groaned a real groan that time and started to knead my breasts. “You. . . I feel amazing and I am teetering on the edge of going crazy with excitement . . .We don't wait long. I hear the door open and feel a large and powerful presence enter the room. A smell reaches me above the gentle waft of the Valentina Gwen and I sprayed on one another about an hour ago . . . our warm bodies push the scent into the air in waves but this new smell, this man smell, penetrates the soft, feminine, fog . . .'She's ready I see.'I imagine Gwen's nod.'Completely ready? What have.