Finally, his troubled thoughts turned to last night and the wonderful feelings he’d felt at the hands of this woman. He couldn’t let her go tomorr...w. As Wesley lay there wrestling with his feelings, a hazy apparition seemed to appear in the mirror. It didn’t take long, though, to figure out who exactly it was, that same familiar smile on her face that encouraged him as Anne’s face was clearly found in the mirror, gazing lovingly at Wesley and the girl laying in his arms. Pain tugged at his. ”I asked, “How in the world can I do that?” see I’m married with k**s, and doing something really stupid that would ruin my family was totally out… and I said as much.He said, “Oh no. I respect your family and would never ask you to jeopardize that part of you! That just wouldn’t be right if I truly love you too.” This made sense so I asked again, “So how can I do it?”He said, “I want to take you to a porn theater and have you suck my cock and tell me you love me in there.”I said, “I’ll do that. I believe in hard work, fair play, and fair compensation according to each individual’s merits, which today makes me an anti-socialist.I (and most of the folks I know), acquired a fair education without student loans (it’s called work) and no debt at graduation, which makes me some kind of an odd underachiever.I believe in the defense and protection of the homeland for and by all citizens and I honor those who served in the Armed Forces, which now makes me a militant.Please help me come to. The trailer was shaking from the wind of the storm, the lights were flickering. Nancy had gone to the back as I stood dripping wet in her kitchen area. A puddle had already formed when she returned with a towels and handed me one. She looked worried as she attempted to dry her soaked blue top. I quickly notice the contours of her breasts and the erect nipples that pointed downward...I tried not to stare. It was difficult not to notice especially the way she rubbed them with the towel. I dried.