I can't get at your back properly with it on"Without giving her a chance to refuse I unfastened it and slid the straps down her arms and left it lying...there under her. Her breasts overflowed the cups because of the way she was lying and bulged out slightly at her sides. I rubbed my palms together to warm them and poured some lotion onto her back and commenced to rub it into her gently. I could feel that the muscles in her back and shoulders were tight and knotted and I saw her slowly relax as I. I was so happy at that moment.Me: I’m glad you came back. I think we can work it out and live a happy life together.Joe: What?She stopped kissing.Joe: Don’t get me wrong. I’m here for just some cold, meaningless fuck. Don’t get any wrong signals.Me: Fuck what?!I couldn’t believe what she was saying. Suddenly my legs felt weak as I fell hard on the pot seat. The surge of pain and reddening of my butt was nothing in comparison to the mental slap Joe just gave me.Joe lifted my hand to caress her. She liked native plants and plants that encouraged wildlife. If our garden seemed a bit unkempt ... well, by some standards it was. But it was a haven for wild birds ... titmice of three sorts, finches of at least three sorts, sparrows, dunnocks, wrens, thrushes – three sorts of thrush, too – robins, nuthatch and the occasional woodpecker. From time to time there would be panic stations among the smaller birds, who would take refuge in the shrubbery and a flash of blue would be a Sparrowhawk. You an' me, right? Forever..."She turned a tearful face to me, taking a deep breath. "I love you, Alan." I love you too, darlin'" I said. "What's all this got to do with soup? Or babies?" I'm sorry," she said. "I think I know what just happened..." What?" Period. 'Bout to start ... You know how I get..." I only know that I adore you, period or not," I said."Good answer," she retorted, still in my arms. In kissing range. She landed a couple of good ones. "Sit on the sofa. I want in your lap."I.