Because she is so confident of my love for her she will accept all that and go out of her way to help you too."Morag stared at me. After a long pause ...he asked: "You really mean me to believe that?" Yes!" I replied simply meeting her gaze."But won't she be jealous of you loving another woman and a younger one at that?" No!" Why not, for Heaven's sake? It's only natural." Is it?" Of course it is. Marriage is a monogamous affair and if you step outside that you're breaking your marriage vows.". Not singularly, anyway. It was about us, undoubtedly joined by a common energy.“It wasn’t so much the subject of the story,” she continued. “It was the what, combined with how you were reading it. I’m sure that doesn’t make sense.”I leaned in and kissed her. Softly. Letting my lips just press to hers, finally connecting the heat.I whispered into the kiss to ask her, “And what about the typed pages?”Our lips remained just a hair’s breadth apart as she answered. “I know how much tactility compels. He nodded to me to play the recordingI played the whole recording of her admitting to her numerous affairs, and saying that she didn't know if the kids were really mine or not. When the recording is finished, I turned it off and looked at the judge. He looked pissed.The judge snapped, "Counselors please approach the bench."There is a lot of whispering and arguing, finally both attorneys returned to their tables."I am adjourning this case for twenty days. I want both Mr. and Mrs. Smith and their. Care to try any of these things out?? Mistress Khadijah was circling the bed, examining all the new acquisitions. Tracy was getting more comfortable, taking her dress off and going down to her black garter belt, silk stockings, and bra. Without even asking Khadijah her preference, she said, ?Khadijahi is here isn’t here for you, she’s here for me. You’ll be allowed to pleasure me, but that’s it.?Rick could sense a newly discovered sense of power in Tracy, a confidence she’d never really.