What were you going to say? You can tell me anything."I stopped putting on shadow and looked at him in the mirror. "Well, Ryan, I just wish it was rea.... I mean, I love it, don't get me wrong. I just want to feel what a realone is like."He moved closer, pressed his cock against my back and slid his hands around to my breasts. Oncehis hands were on my breasts, he began to rub and squeeze them softly."Oh baby girl, believe me. There isn't a man on the planet that wouldn't want to give you a real. The type of women you saw on a daily basis wherever you looked, even if it was just in the mirror.That was the key to it all, Ruth suddenly realized as she pulled into the small parking lot in front of the four-story apartment building where she lived. They were exactly the kind of woman she saw when she stepped out of the shower in the morning and looked at herself in the full-length mirror that was on the wall of her bathroom. Of course she could never imagine herself doing anything like. She stumbled, then caught herself on the hood of the car. Realization without words hitting her like a bolt of lightening. "No! It can't be! This isn't possible!" Grief taking over, she began hitting the hood of the car with the edge of her fist. Al watched as her fists pounded the top of his car, Gently he put his arms around her and drew her to him. "God," he sobbed, his eyes raised heavenward. "How could you let this happen?" Mommy, what's wrong?"Startled, Al and Linda looked up and saw. Coupled that with a six – inch heels. We almost cried seeing that outfit. It barely covered me! The dress ended almost as high as my waist with a plunging neckline. Insulting.When we went over to his place, I found out it was in a bad neighborhood, the flats there are rental flats, meant for the needy. It s certainly far from the rich life that I and my husband shared, we lived in a big landed house with a full time maid and a personal driver. It was noon, and the sun was scorching.Our driver.