"Hi, John. Welcome to our place. Dinner is almost ready."The apartment was small but neat, furnished with pale blond wood and area rugs -- fashions by...Ikea. We ate in the kitchen. The food was what you might expect from a phys ed teacher and a physical therapist: a spinach salad, followed by grilled chicken breasts with a sauce of pureed vegetables, and homemade whole-wheat bread. It was actually surprisingly tasty. There was wine to drink, and I sipped at it carefully. I wasn't used to. I didn’t cry on the drive home; I had dumped the two-timing ass, I was in charge and I felt good. I had the pictures. I had the hotel. I had the power. “Chuck? It’s Diane.” My heart was pounding hard and I felt faint, for some reason I was nervous, afraid to talk to someone I had known my entire life. After he answered I jumped into my story of betrayal and deceit. He listened quietly as I related the whole sad affair. When I paused he asked “Is there anything I can do? You want me to smack. She caught me licking and sucking the cum off a friend’s cock on our living room couch. Albert, the boyfriend, had already given me my blowjob, and I was just returning the favor, when my mother somehow managed to park the car and get into the house without us hearing her arrive, and walked in on us in flagrante delecto, as it were. I’ll give her credit, she didn’t completely freak out. After all, she had spent five years listening to my grandfather and me have sex in the next room at my. Like in football, this is a team victory. Brian, fall back in line." Now the last spot you need to know about is called the 'A-Spot.' It's all the way at the back of the pussy and cuves up, making it hard to reach. It's too deep for your fingers to touch and to be honest, most guys aren't big enough in their pants to find it, let alone stimulate it long enough. On top of that, not all girls enjoy having anything that deep inside or pushing that hard against their cervix." Is that how you make a.