Joan thought perhaps his eyes appeared watery. She began to be worried. She had just bared her soul, and Paul would not say anything. Finally, after w...at seemed a long time, but was probably only fifteen seconds, Paul began speaking. “After my wife left I was bitter. I hate being alone. I miss having someone to love, to care for, think about, day dream about. Then I thought of you. It was about four months ago when I realized the woman who occupied my thoughts was you. The only other woman I. He was right, she had to admit to herself, she was getting very wet as her body responded naturally to the restraints on her wrists and ankles, the stimulation from his fingers and the dirty talk in his deep, powerful voice. Her resistance was starting to crumble. He cupped her pussy in his palm and put two fingers along her slit.. "Let’s start with a finger…" He moved his hand down and curled one finger so it started to penetrate her. She gasped as he pushed it in further. "Yeah, you like. I'd begun to think of it as "The Pillar Dream." And not only did I wake up unfulfilled, but also depressed because I never got to see His face. My dreams the rest of the week had been much the same. Most of them I can barely remember, but the feeling of loss is the same every morning. Loss and raging horniness. I may have to find my own bar-pickup if this keeps up. I have no illusions that I'll find The One in a bar, but sometimes a girl just needs to get laid.Saturday morning and once again. Thodi der rook kar boli “haan dekhi hai.” “kya aap ye wali dekhna chahengi?” Maine phir poocha. Woh shock ho gayi. Unhe laga nahi tha ki main aisa kuch poochoonga. “thik hai.” Unhone kooch soch kar bola aur main man hi man me khoosh ho gaya. Woh jake bed par baith gayi aur maine DVD star ka di. Main bhi usi bed par thodasa distance choodke baith gaya. Woh film dekh ne lagi aur main aakho ke kone se unhe dekh ne laga. Unhone usidin wali red colour ki saree aur blouse pehane the. Mujhse raha nahi.