She smiled and then did the same to him."We should go," Jean suggested. "Someone will look for you." No, it is good," she replied. "We have all night,...do not worry."He couldn't stop himself from kissing her. Their lips touched gently at first, tentative and light, but quickly became much more. They embraced and laid down together, arms wrapped around each other as they kissed deeply. Nashiimi began to tug at his clothes, pulling his shirt from his pants and yanking on the belt buckle as he. I suppose I'll have to see a lawyer to find out." It doesn't have to be that way Brian." What? You see us living in the same house, sleeping in separate rooms and not having anything to do with each other for the next twenty or thirty years?" No, that isn't what I mean Brian. I know that you might not believe this right now, but I love you and I love being married to you and I don't want you to leave me." How can you stand there and tell me that you love me when you are sneaking off to meet. One look and he commented “..peito grande [big boobs]!” He giggled and retorted what little Portuguese I could muster by saying “not muito [too] grande.” He just smiled and then reached for my right boob with his left hand. He gave it a little squeeze and exhaled satisfactorily. He then grabbed my left one with his right hand and now squeezed both of them a little. I wanted to tell him that he needs squeeze harder if he really wanted to feel me up. But I withheld my comment and instead decided. She knew shewas going to have a hard time now, knowing how her father was before andnow she was what her father felt was inferior.She got out of bed and made it to her shower, to get the sleep out of hersystem. Showering as a woman was more erotic than as a man. The waterhitting her breasts was giving her sensations she never felt before. Shethought shaving her legs was hard. She had hoped that last night was adream. I have to do what I can to get back to being me again, she thoughtto.