She kissed my breast, pulling my shirt back over it as she started to move from my leg. I stopped her, not wanting her to go. I felt her shaking and h...lped her ease to the side of me, rolling with her so that I was partially atop her body. My lips were on her chest as she pushed forward, allowing me to find the indention between her breast. We lay on the couch for sometime, absorbing the moment, and the suddenness of our undertaking. I kissed her lightly, working up her neck, pushing her hair. ” I said, “I’m not in a position to forgive Sally yet, and I’m sure that forgiveness if and when it happens won’t mean we go back to where we were before all this happened. This last year has changed me, Nicky. Sally and I have parted. At present I can’t even see us as friends, though I’d like to think that could happen. But getting back together? No chance. That life is over.“I told you I’d been thinking of Sally and me over the years – and yes, I saw the look on your face – but I was thinking. My husband and I swing but I didn't want to advertise our sexual openness to my co-workers. I made my way upstairs to his room. I knocked on the door and another guy opened the door. "is Mike here?" I asked hesitantly. "Yes, but he's asleep." "Oh" I said disappointed. "It's ok. You can come in, he told me a woman would come in the morning. Come on in and have a drink. You can wait, I'm sure he'll be up soon." I went in and this other guy introduced himself as Daryl and offered me a. I decided to keep the baby and turned myself into a clinic. Thatwas where I met her. She saved me.Olivia pulled me out of depression. She helped me through rehab. As wespent more time together, I fell in love. I had always been bi andOlivia was gay. She told me she had run away from home because herparents wanted her to marry some guy she didn't like. She was so gentleand kind. I just couldn't believe it when she told me she felt the sameway towards me. After my rehab, we moved in together. A.