I placed my hands on the back of her head and held her face to mine. She drove, pounded, and pushed into me, forcing me to break our kiss and moan. He... tongue found my neck and sucked greedily."I'm going to make you die tonight. Stacey and I've wanted you for a long time," she whispered in my ear, and then looked me in the eyes as she continued to push.I couldn't speak and forced her lips back to mine. She pushed into me a few more times. Abruptly stopping, she placed me back on the ground. I. ” He took the handset away from his face and covered the mouthpiece. “For me. Bob Lawrence just had a stroke. Know him?”“Not really,” said Jen. “I’ve heard the name.”“Stick around.” Jen would anyway. She was sympathetic to the ill. “Yes, Reverend Metzger,” he said into the phone.“Your name is on a list of Garrett professors who might substitute-preach. I know Saturday is late notice, but could you cover for him?”“Well, actually, you’d have to ask my wife. ‘Love her, cherish her, and attend her. ’ Zane laughed. ‘I always knew you had a thing for me.’ Meg scoffed and flipped her hair over her shoulder, even though he couldn’t see the dismissive gesture. ‘Don’t flatter yourself, bonehead.’ ‘Bite me.’ Meg laughed. They talked on the phone for another few minutes before hanging up. After the conversation, Meg turned off the TV, knowing she couldn’t avoid packing anymore. She hadn’t been lying when she’d told Zane about packing her kitchen stuff. She didn’t have a lot but now that she was. Having said enough about myself, the attraction of this story is Maya ( Let’s call her that ) and this is a real story without any added catalyst. I met Maya on an online dating website and I guess it was my luck when we started chatting. Things went real slow as she wanted that trust factor to come in hence we were just speaking normally on the dating site for over a month after which she felt comfortable to exchange phone numbers. Talks started increasing on WhatsApp and we started talking.