Was she married? Does she have kids? Did she like me? Was she thinking of me as much as I was thinking of her? I doubt it. That'd probably be like a c...lebrity picking just one fan out of thousands. I was probably just another fan to her. As I continued walking, I heard a car approaching. It stopped next to me. "Hey you," a voice called. I approached the car. It was her. The goddess. "Holy Fuck," I thought, then said, "Hey. Long time no see." "I never got your name. Mine is Kendra," she said. I noticed that my belt, made from a bungee cord, was getting a little tighter. The two women living together were responsible for that. They took turns cooking breakfast in the morning, and dinner at night.I also noted that as I gained weight, Ruth lost weight. When she dressed for her homecoming. it looked as though her clothes hung on her. Paris had grown of course. Lucy kept her in clothes. I didn’t object since neither of us spend money on new clothes often.When I dressed for the rest of. "Nice!" I told her. Now pull them out, over the top of your bra. Come on."She stopped, looking at herself from years ago. She was naked on the bed playing with a vibrator as the three men in the room watched.Her hands grabbed her left tit, then her right and pulled them over the top of the bra. They were big, a little fat, but still well shaped. She started to put them back into her bra when I told her to stop. "Play with them. I want you to squeeze them, like you are, like you did in the. Holding me she said " they willnot say it but they thing a woman is not what the job needs" and Ianswered "you are all I need" then the stove timer went off and I servedour dinner. Two weeks later she asked me to marry her and we did ittoday, at the court house with two witnesses she grabbed in the hall infront of the magistrates office.Now a married couple in our honeymoon sweet I started to unpack and Iwas shocked to see that the suitcase I thought was mine was like minebut brand new that the.