." he stopped in mid sentence and I wondered what he was going to say.There were so many ways that he could have completed that sentence. "Back when w... were married," was one way. "Before you became a whore or slut," was another. The one that hurt the most of course would have been, "Back when we were in love." But Bert didn't say any of those he just motioned with his hands and I lay down on the soft ground. I pulled my skirt up and removed my panties. Bert knelt down between my legs and. It was in an email he sent me that he asked if I would come to Australia to meet him, and spend two weeks camping out on the banks of the Murray River, virtually in the middle of nowhere. I thought long and hard about his invitation, what I was leaving behind, traveling to the other side of the world to meet a man, who is physically, a stranger, but in every other way, a great mate. We undress each other, slowly touching, your fingers in my hair, tracing slowly around my face, I hold your face. Your doctors tell us that you are starting to recover from your gunshot wound, and might be able to go home within a week, or two. That being the case, it's time to talk business."She was dressed for the White House. Female staff always strove to dress over the top, and Candace would be fitting in perfectly dressed like she was, in another stunning dress and high heels. Her hair was different too. I noticed she was calmer, and if anything, better at keeping her emotions to herself."First off,. V and Mr. K and the third person is not important!Few Days after the word got out about my business deal i got a request from a female on the social networking site! Lets call her Miss. C ,After a thorough checkup of the profile i accepted the request! And started General conversation for few days! Days went by and one fine day got a message if we could meet for coffee! I was single then and dint see any harm in meeting Miss. C. We decided to meet at a coffee shop in the evening and she came.