’ ‘Joe I think I’m going to like you,’ Elle giggled, pleasing him no end. He was called away. ‘Look he’s greeting Barbra Fairchild,’ Ha...nah said in awe, Elle replying ‘How wonderful’ without knowing who was Barbra Fairchild but appeared to be wearing diamonds possibly equivalent to the value of Elle’s inheritance, the poor unattractive woman was dripping in them. Later when Joe returned briefly Elle asked who Barbra Fairchild was. ‘She’s the only daughter of mega rich parents and unofficially. They continued to write love letters of epic proportions, and the arrival of each one made the damsel’s heart swell near to bursting. One day, one such letter arrived. It was much thinner than the rest had been, and the words inside spun a cloak of darkness around the damsel’s heart. For reasons that could not be ignored, the woman could no longer pursue her happiness with the damsel. So the damsel did what many will do in such a situation, she spent as much time as possible drinking spirits,. I felt my heart-rate quicken and I twirled my hair nervously."Do you have any beer?" I shook my head, cursing myself again wishing I had some to offer him. "Nothing then." He had not stopped staring and I was starting to sweat. I coughed, but he kept staring. I felt unnerved and objectified, but a small part of my mind was glad he found me pleasing to stare at. I could feel my vagina moisten. The silence was building, and while he seemed fine, I was starting to feel awkward."So, I, um, wanted. I wanted to tell you this before now, but I didn't know how. I've never felt like this about anyone else, the way I feel about you. With everyone else I've been with, it's just been for fucking, and that was it. It's different with you. "I feel like you're someone I'd like to have a relationship with, one that's much deeper than just fucking. I think it's important for you to know this about me, before we get any deeper involved with each other. So now that you know, I hope you still feel the.