If they have any news they will call me and then I will call you. OK? Don’t worry.” I thanked Shinny and hung up but I was not feeling any better.... tried to sleep but who was I k**ding? Sleep would not come. Where could she be? Why didn’t she call? I was sick with anxiety and nervousness. The night never seemed darker. The night never seemed longer. I thought daylight would never come. I may have dozed off for a few minutes once or twice but sleep eluded me that night. Finally, the horizon. She quickly apologized and said she’d understand if I wanted to cancel. I told her I was still game and that I’d look forward to hooking up with her. She told me the specific location of her motel and said she needed another 10 minutes. I was only a few blocks away so I drove to the motel and waited for her call back. While waiting I saw a guy with a large build leaving a room and a short time later my phone range. The reason for her delay was now obvious, she had turned a trick while waiting. Soon, the room was filled with our moans and screams. I grabbed his hair as I pulled him down to kiss me, we kissed passionately. He pulled out of me and I saw his cock glistening even more than it did before, he rubbed it against my pussy and I squirted my cum all over his dick. I got up and he lay down on the bed, I got on top of him and I inserted his cock into my sticky, wet pussy. I felt pleasure gather up in the pit of my stomach and I bounced up and down on his cock, he held my hips as. Since then, I have not seen any other women. None. That is because of two reasons. One, I am scared that another would do what she did to me, and two, well, I am still in love with her. You would think after two damn years I would be over it. Well, I’m not. Every day that goes by, I still think of Miranda. I still see her long wavy dark brown hair flowing over her shoulders, the dark eyes shining on a perfectly slender face with thin lips that formed her tender mouth that I used to kiss smiling.