Right at this moment the only thing he wanted to do was ravage her unlike ever before.He just had to have her.As she slowly glided over to him he took...her in his arms and their tongues wrestled with each other as she started to unfasten his pants and lower them. Once they were midway down he started to get into the act himself and soon he was equally naked as she was.They both slowly moved as Terry walked backwards, and when his knees touched the bed he sat down and she followed him and ended. The cluttered desk in the corner seemed a likely place to start. Nothing looked promising on the outside. He opened the top drawer. “What’s this?” Jan’s doodled notebook with “Sam” on the cover lay right on top. He closed the drawer, certain that Bob broke in and read it. It was the only explanation that made sense, the only explanation he could live with. Sickened by the idea someone would use her intimate memoirs against him, his legs weakened, so he sat in a chair and let his thoughts. Telling me to hold it as I watch you undress in front of me. The full length mirror behind you showing me all of your incredible body. Every inch of you seeming to want me. I can see how wet you are when you bend over to get into your purse. O my, you've brought your favorite toy. Very good girl! I want to watch you so bad, and you know this. But only if I will please myself in the process. I eagerly comply and begin to lightly stroke myself as you lay on the floor in front of me. . When I looked at Whisper again I was stunned. The darker clothes she had been wearing, even the dark color of the suit jacket had made her look so pale, like a ghost. Now, in the white blouse, she seemed almost translucent. I couldn't actually see her bones or blood or anything, but she looked like she could fade away.Whisper noticed me staring at her. She sighed, "Ral. Snap out of it. This is why I wear dark colors. Lighter ones make me look worse." So this is what you really look like?" I.