He was relieved when he finally heard the Mustang pull up outside his house and the distinctive sound of Angel's footsteps approaching the front door....He rushed to meet her as she opened the door and walked inside, "Where the hell have you been?" He hadn't meant for the words to come out quite so harshly."I ran some errands and stopped by my parent's house," Angel said defensively, "What's the problem?"How could he explain the problem? He didn't like it when she was gone, even for a short time.. He panicked for a moment, uncertain of what he should do. It was her eyes that held him in that helpless state of mind. He’d only seen that expression once before – an old, old woman lying in a hospital, suffering from too much pain, waiting for and wanting nothing but death – a final release from the suffering and torture of having to stay alive another minute.“Oh, God!” he cried, “Who would do this to you?”Her expression changed as he continued to stare at her; an almost silent snarl from her. Rinse. Repeat. Though I’m physically charged almost every waking minute, I’m mentally drained. So much so, that it took several visits to Ethan’s before it actually occurred to me that I was cheating on Jess. What Ethan and I do feels so different, so other that I actively didn’t realize that I’m being unfaithful for an embarrassingly long time. When it hits me, I feel terrible. Jess is an amazing woman and I’m the one who pushed to be exclusive with her. She’s a wild girl at heart and I’ve. His hand went to herstocking-clad thighs; he stroked the gauzy shadow welt of her stockings,relishing their silky texture.Carlotta found Alan?s penis and gently stroked it and he growled. Sheknew how to tease him. She stroked him until he was fully tumescent andthen rubbed the throbbing appendage on her thigh. The silky sensation ofher nylons on his sensitive organ was delightful and he kissed herharder. He wanted to use his hands on her but didn?t know what he shouldtouch so he left to her.