Jazz and poetry in a basement one day, Chinese ceramics in a gallery the next. There came a time (I still feel sick as I remember it) when I waited in...the coffee bar on City Square and had our table to myself, day after day. A time when I phoned and no-one answered. In the end, the time when I received a letter posted in Mexico. There was no return address. I threw it into the fire so I would not pore over it, then spent stupid weeks trying to find significance in a book she had given me not. ” “Fuck that is the best offer I have had in a long time in fact if you’re supplying the rock I won’t even charge you as long as you keep me high” answered Morgan. She sat down on the couch and reached into her purse and produced her own stem. She grabbed a big rock off the table put it in the pipe and took a hoot. “Alright hmmm yes nice, nice okay lets party.” I looked at Morgan and I couldn’t believe that this woman had a cock but as she got undressed and took off her panties there it was.. Alyssa was squirming forward, trying to get her mouth and tongue as deep into Niamh’s body as possible. Niamh was urging her on, her fingers twined in Alyssa’s hair, pulling the older woman as close as she could. Penny didn’t know how long they had been doing this, but already Niamh was starting to writhe and buck her hips up into Alyssa’s face. This was too much for Penny. There were women moaning in an ecstasy of orgasmic pleasure on both sides of her now. Amy was cumming hard, her mouth. "To her credit, she didn't get smug, she simply waited."I'm waiting for some act on his part that tells me he didn't just turn and go back to life like I was never there. But in reality that's exactly what he did do, and I allowed it, because I've been waiting all this time for..." I stopped. "it's a cycle. As long as I'm waiting ... He ... He will be doing just that, going about his life, and I will be waiting..."Damn it! I thought to myself. Damn it to hell. I shut myself off of my life,.