I started crying right there at the table. I was attracting attention and did my best to stop. We left the lounge and he drove me home.It was cold out...so we sat in the car and talked. He told me again how much he cared for me and hoped that I would wait for him to return. He said he had talked with the Detroit police department and was already accepted when he returned from overseas; he was going to go through their training program to become a police officer.I asked him if he wanted to make. I tied a scarf around my hips with the knot over my pubic bone and went for some breakfast. The girl was still on reception and she smiled as she said,“Buenos días.”I was a bit early and the coffee and some of the food wasn’t there so I sat and waited. A young couple that I’d seen in there before came in and the girl gave me a filthy look when she saw that I was topless. I smiled and said to myself,“Wait until you see what I’d nearly wearing for a skirt.”Discretely I tucked the ends of the. ‘Now it’s the “he said she said”, bit but it has to be sexual. Something like, he said can I fuck you hard. But try to be a little more imaginative.’Simon’s head swam with sexual thoughts and his body pulsed with horny urges. He wrote on the paper and passed it back.Mandy grinned. ‘You like this game don’t you? Why don’t you go upstairs and change into something more comfortable? Put your joggers on or something. I promise I won’t look at the paper. I might be many things, Simon, but I’m not a. For one thing I was single and had no kids or obligations. For another I could live then with almost no comfort. Hell, in a pinch I could even "go home to mamma".Today, it's a different story. By working hard, long and smart, I've moved up in the world and now have a mid six figure salary and a LOT of perks. Of course, I also have the HOUSE, the CAR, the CLUB memberships and all the other falderal that goes with the good life.I'm not so sure it's still the good life.So, what is my problem: My.