We just laid there on the bed exhausted. Ronnie told methat was the best sexual experience she ever had. Mikewas the only man she had ever been with a...d she saidthey only had sex once or twice a month. She said shewould often masturbate because she was so sexuallyfrustrated. I told her that I would make sure she wasnever frustrated again. I had to admit to myself thatshe was definitely the best I ever had and I certainlywanted more. This continued on a regular basis. Ronnie was now onbirth. I should have been snapped back to reality by the mere mention of my marriage, but instead it pushed me to behave even more slutty, and wantonly. The head of his cock slowly began to penetrate my throbbingly aroused pussy, and slip deeper into my depths. With each inch that slid into me, I felt so amazingly stretched and full. I never knew I could have a cock of his size, and that it would feel so marvelous. He was reaching places my husband would never be able to, and that was signified by the. I have to clear it all out.”I took a deep breath. “What if it’s all for nothing? What if when we see you again, we’ve changed? Look at Lara ... She’s so close with Tommy. I wouldn’t be surprised if, you know...”“I know, and it’s amazing, what they have together. How close they’ve become. Their devotion to each other makes me cry sometimes, in happiness. How she takes care of him ... And you’re right, it could all be different tomorrow, for any of us. But see, it doesn’t matter! I still have to. There was a message there… from herself. No body, just a single sentence in the subject:“Subject: I see you got my message.”Marta shivered, but not because of her missing underwear. This was just creepy. She deleted the email, but then another appeared.“Subject: An attitude adjustment will be required.”Marta opened the message. This one had a little more to it:“Hello, Marta. This is your conscience writing. Or, what passes for one. You’ve been ignoring me for too long, so I need to take drastic.