She quickly walked pass telling him to send Franco to the beach alone. Helena walked across the road towards the surf club. Helena looked over her sho...lder and saw Franco getting out of the car and running trying to catch up to her. Helena advised “Just you, leave the goons” Franco waved the goons back.Franco followed her into the disabled toilet. The other hoods stood outside. Franco producing a gun demanded her life or sign the contract he had in his hand. Helena laughed, turned around lifted. The boyfriend and me have been staying at this little mom & pop motel in the center of town. I'm an early riser and the first thing I need in the morning after doing my morning masturbation is a good cup of coffee. Fortunately, just around the corner is a convenience store that is open 24 hours a day and they serve some awesome blends of coffee.The first time I went into the convenience store I went to the coffee dispenser and loaded up on the Costa Rican stuff and went to the counter to pay.. That winter was fun! You got me a pink (well not TOO pink, more of a mauve)turtleneck sweater; it was bulky but still hugged my curves. Black leatherjeans; they were snug! What an effort! But once they were on me, oh, how Iloved them. I never wanted to take them off.On my feet, short black boots with low heels this time. I did not want toslip and fall!Always, all the time, I got the nicest lingerie. Lacy, shapely, sometimeswith discreet features which enhanced my appearance, and why not?. . Alexis was gone.That reality was like a punch in the gut. It was all real. My wife had gone out, gotten laid, brought her toy boy home, did unspeakable things with and to me. Then she had left with him. Would she return? If not, how would I find her? Should I find her? Would I be able to convince her to come back to me after last night? Maybe if I called Mama, she could give me a clue...Then I saw the handwritten note, folded into a tent, sitting on my nightstand.My Darling Michael,You were.