I would have too, I suppose. I'd captured her, raped her, tortured and beaten her, and locked her in a cellar. She had good cause, there was little do...bt of that, but her biggest reason was that I could make her love me against her own will. I could command her, like a Grecian goddess of old to adore me, and so she would ... For a time.It was fun for awhile, but I'll tell you a secret. It wasn't as good as it would have been if she'd loved me for no other reason than she truly did. And that was. ‘A friend of mine told me that’s what I should do.’ ‘Yes. I see,’ the old man said ‘so, that box… you have all the things she gave you?’ ‘Yes.’ Mark replied. ‘What’s her name?’ the elderly stranger demanded. ‘Denise.’ Mark answered. The old man nodded, looking back over his shoulder. ‘I have a fire going over there. Will you care to join me for a while? It’s such a cold night.’ Mark felt empathy for the stranger. Like him, he too was alone on Valentine’s Day, and probably reminiscing over lost. Use fase to face poison bhi pasand thi kyu ki usme vo aram se kiss kar sakti hai. Mai ne use puchh tha ki doggy style pasand hai to usne kaha ha pasand hai.Ek din meri chhutti thi to mai akele bor ho raha tha tabhi uska phone aaya. Hum ne kuchh der bat ki fir mai uske ghar gaya. Hu tv dekhte sefe par baith ke bate kar rahe the. Vo kitchen me nasta lene ko gai muje bhi usko chodne ka man kar rahatha. Usne us din blue t-shirt aur black Capri pehni thi. Vo kitchen me thi to thodi der bad mai bhi. His grin was so wide he couldn’t speak. The anticipation on his face was almost comical. As for me, I was getting stirrings. I had been thinking about this since last night and could hardly concentrate during the day. Now my body was starting to react to the mental stimulation. There were a few people crossing through the park; more than I had hoped for. Most seemed to be hurrying their way home. My mental plan and image that I had focused on all day was of him fucking me standing.