I read that you are married and happy, but not totally happy and that something in your life is missing. I know what you are talking about, no need to...explain. I never got married and have no one in my life right now ( not that you asked or anything ) I figured I would put that out there since you did. I do think about you, but have since tried to move past what happened. I was not sure if I wanted to write you back, but decided to anyways. I know you remember my last words upon your screen. I liked the feeling of his warm hairy arm against mine and, though I would have thought it impossible, my cock stiffened even more causing me slight discomfort. He moved again and in such a way that his arm gently pressed against mine, I didn’t move as our arms pressed together. I had never been with a guy and was surprised when the sensation of this mans arm touching me sent electric sensations through my entire body. With my heart pounding in my ears I moved a little so our arms rubbed. She grabbed at my arm, getting me to a sitting position ... but I pulled her back down to me, with her landing on my lap.“I remember this position from the vampire movie,” I said in a creepy voice.“I don’t remember being poked in my butt earlier,” she said grinning, then giggling.“Sorry, Kami – it’s a guy thing,” I said as quietly as I could.She got up saying, “It wasn’t the first time, and it won’t be that last time I caused that problem with you.”“When was that?” I implored.“Oh, I was maybe. "Perhaps somewhere more private" He advised, nodding towards the open door of the pub. Lyndsay secreted the parcel in her own bag and went to the pub toilets. She locked the cubicle door and retrieved the parcel. Inside was a varnished wooden case, inside of which was, nestled amongst blue velvet a bright pink love egg with a long curved tail, making it look not unlike a pink cartoon tadpole. She took it carefully and, using some lubricant also in the case, slid it within her with it's tail.