I hope... you can understand." Understand what? Are you sick? You'll never believe this," Laura whispered, lowering her voice to a whisper, trying har... to divert Deshona from whatever this bad news was going to be. "I was just dreaming of your-" Laura... don't," Deshona cut her off. "I'm sorry. I'd rather not tell you, but I have to be honest."Oh god, Laura thought."I'm having dinner with... my ex-husband."Briefly, Laura actually felt faint as blood drained from her face and her brain. She felt. . to be free of her problems... no more worry about West Air, or being caught with her computer antics with A-C. They'd hated to lose her and, in truth, she missed her job, her life among the big machines and tutoring executives. She was going to have to discuss with Bob the idea of doing something useful after they were married. As the son of a rich man, he didn't understand about work, nor did he have much intellectual curiosity. She'd have to work on him to open his mind a little. He lacked. We had a son, named John Patrick Stickler on March 29th, nine days after our fourth anniversary. After losing eight, he was a godsend to us. Did we spoil him, I guess we did, but he has turned out to be a very decent and kind human being. I guess John was about four months old when I had to go TDY to Okinawa with the Habu. That was six months that in some ways was nice because I got to see an awful lot of South-East Asia, and very hard not seeing my wife and son for so long.When the Blackbird. Ahhhh” then I unhooked her top and her tit’s were just in front of me and I was staring like I was numb by seeing anything scary, she slapped me hard and I was ahhh! What!!! She said “what are you staring at, it’s yours only… choose na kamine, ya sirf ghurta rahega”.I pinched, groped, pressed her hard and sucked her melons so hard that it became red. Meanwhile, I was grabbing her ass tight and spanking her hard she was moaning “oh god… ahh…yeah baby… love your moves… you’re just…. aahhhhh….