."Mary's voice trailed off into silence. Her eyes intensified. Then they slowly widened, surprise dawning. What was she seeing? My muscles quivering i...side me? Was she seeing my fear? The blood rushing to my ears? Could she see discomfort in me?I couldn't take it. I couldn't carry the burden of my guilt. It rested too heavy. I opened my mouth."You feel the same way, don't you," Mary said suddenly before I could confess. "You don't love Cassandra, you're in love with her." I..." What could I. I love her nd she also.I reached to her house at late n8.Knocked the door.My chithi opened the door.Wow i was shocked when i saw her.He just wake up .She wear transparent light brown silk n8ty.My eyes focused on her boobs few seconds.She hugged me said hey sugra y u late da.I said sory chithi bus broke down.That i was late.She invite insid the house.I was followed her.Her buttocks movement attracts me towards her. She opened the unused room(after her husbands death).Unfortunately she hav no. .. BUT ALL ORIGINAL WORK, CHARACTERS, AND PLOTS BELONGS TO AUTHOR: KARENKAY!!!!!!THIS PARTICULAR STORY HAS BEEN EDITED...TO REFLECT WHAT I PERSONNALLY THOUGHT COULD BOOST THE EROTIC-NESS OF THE STORY. THEREBY I ACT AS AN EDITOR AND HOPE KARENKAY WILL ENJOY A FANFIC BASED ON HER WORK.CHEERS********************************************************************************Breakfast on Sunday Ch. 01byKarenkay©ED: JONMCMANACT 1: The Sunday BreakfastLenny smiled to himself thinking that it was hard to. .." You don't love me," she nodded and relaxed her arm, since she'd still been holding my breasts. "It's okay. I understand." If things were different," I said. "If we had more time or something..." Yeah." Reggie was reaching for the reins and she knew I was just making excuses. "Your boyfriends are very lucky, Stephanie." Yeah." I looked down as she turned the horse and led us back towards the path."I hope they know that," she said."They do," I said, mostly to myself and I felt pretty lousy.