The spray of blood, the sense of satisfaction.Then the horror came, the realization that she was every bit the monster her mother had painted her to b.... The realization that she was alone, totally, unbearably alone.Last, but not least, and with many misgivings, James inserted his memory of the night she tried to will herself dead. He appeared in her memory as a shining giant, an angel who glowed so brightly that she could hardly bear to look.He pulled back then, not out but to the periphery,. I am hoping she will sober up and shut up once we get in our seats. During the first fight she tells me she needs to go the rest room. She is tall and is wearing what I would call Stilletto Heel, Stripper boots. She is taller than I am with these boots on. She can barely stand so I have to walk her to the restroom and drop her off at the door. She is in there for 30 minutes. I am standing in the hall waiting on her. I am wearing my UFC Fight Club Tee Shirt. a k** walks up to me and asks if I am. Mona said, “Thank you dear. I’ll repay you later.” and she lightly kissed me on the lips. It didn’t last longer than a second, but it felt amazing. My heart fluttered. Her lips were soft and silky. I was stretching as she walked away from me I couldn’t help but watch her beautiful body. She was wearing a blue biker shorts and a matching sports bra and everything was tight everywhere. Simply amazing. After my stretching was over I got redressed in my cute soccer outfit and headed home. Since I. She made me sit on the chair and put a blind -fold over my eyes satisfied that I could not see,she made me promise not to take it off till she said so. I,sat there for it seemed a long time. I could hear all these weird sounds like the bed squeeking,a muffled gasp and some grunts.This went on for about a half hour I think.Than with a loud gasp,she cried," Oh!....oh...aaagggah. OH!. yeeeeeessss give it to me.I ,immeadiately ripped off my.