You said, ‘Please don’t stop on my account Dear. I love watching you please yourself.’ I smiled back wickedly, and started my ride again, with y...u there watching me. The passion was overwhelming, knowing you were pleased, and content to watch me. As I brought complete bliss to myself, I noticed you were now naked, and stroking yourself as you watched me. Seeing this, I was turned on even more. I asked you to come to the edge of the bed. As I continued to please myself, I replaced your hand. With Cindy, I just walked up to her in a bar and told her she was hot. She thought the same about me, and she became my ex-wife, sixteen months later.”“Ok, that makes sense,” she replied, nodding in agreement. “I think that’s kind of the same thing with my ex. He convinced me that he loved me, and the next thing I knew...” she clapped her hands together once. “Anyway, as far as telling someone how we feel, it’s kind of like that for us too, only worse.”“What do you mean by worse?” I asked,. "I have no problem with that, Nora. Quite the contrary, I assure you," he winked, before closing the door behind his new sex partner.As much as he indeed planned to resume their liaisons in short order, Jonathan had more plans, of course. There was also the matter of wrecking his mother's life. He wanted Melanie Hatch to suffer so terribly that she wouldn't recover at all. He would deal some truly paralyzing blows to the bitch, so much so that she would die with the knowledge that she was. I hate the thought of being defenseless.”The next morning, Bob and I set up a shooting range with a backstop consisting of two layers of ¾-inch thick plywood and a salvaged mattress before and behind the plywood. That would be adequate for even a .22 Long Rifle cartridge. We will have to do better than that for a 9 mm cartridge or something larger.It took us about 90 minutes to get that set up, and the training started. I went through the usual gun safety routine with Ann. Of course, since she.