I don't remember what, now. Maybe things like 'nice to meet you', 'have a good day' -— things like that. After a couple of those messages, I started...writing notes on the back of the envelopes when I replied to Ellen's letters. I think I called him the "Phantom Envelope Writer" or something silly like that. After a while, I forget who started it, but we started writing actual letters to each other. I continued to call him 'Phantom', though. And, I remember he signed his letters like that, too. I. Sandra whispered to the girl,“You’re showing everything.” The girl looked back at her and smiled.“I know I am,” she said, “that’s the point.” The girl moved on and it was then that Sheetal noticed all the men following the girl through the store. She got a thrill that just jumped up out of nowhere, realizing that this girl was discretely exposing herself to men in the store. Sandra got a chill up her spine that surprised her; like seeing a spanking picture and realizing you wanted to be. I use to ask her what she is wearing like what colour bra and panties has she shaved her pussy and when did she had sex with her hubby and stuff like which use to make both of us quite horny and naughty and we always use to talk lets meet one day, which was difficult as she was in Kerla and me in Mumbai.Most of the times we use to have sex over the phone guys try it, it’s real good and we use to plan it well in advance and so that we had enough time on our hands to satisfy our fantasy’s in fact. A couple days later, Thursday, the swelling was down enough that the bruising could be covered with ample makeup. The pain had subsided. Brenda was out with one of her Chads, and Riley was back to work with one of my regular Chads and on my knees having at his large cock. He was wearing a tight green and black bodycon dress, hiked up around my waist, and a white g-string with white stalking and shiny black mary janes. Riley’s auburn hair, wavy much like his mother’s, was done up in tight.