Alex draws in a sharp breath at the flash of soft, inviting flesh and licks his lips with his very wet tongue. Abla slowly turns around to face her b...yfriend again. Her hands are slowly making their way over her soft breasts, her eyes fixated on Alex’s. She notices the bulge in his pants and stifles a satisfied smile. She slaps both hands on her hips and grabs the hem of the dress and slowly moves towards Alex as she gently pulls up the hem so that by the time she’s standing between his wide. He never saw it coming until, well, until she announced one evening that it was time for "a talk." He didn't know about the bag packed in her closet. Nor that her co-worker Dev, the new owner of her heart, was waiting out in his car. That was what, a month ago? Two? Raghav wondered why he felt confused, and feared he got so drunk so often in his despair that the alcohol damaged some synapses. Maybe he was drunk now.He realized he should be angry that she had the nerve to return but he couldn't. I was waterlogged,slow thinking. I did realize that I hadn't been panting and searchingout Mr. Big or Mr. Happy for that after work orgasm. She waitedpatiently, watching me, but I couldn't remember what to do next.She was smiling. I didn't know what to do, but didn't care. I guess Iwas out of it."You're taking a tranquilizer, aren't you?"I nodded. I wasn't capable of deceit."Hmm. Since you're into pills, keep taking them. If it makes it easier,go for it." Of course, that really isn't in. And another sound for the backdoor. Eventually, a conversation began. David didn't get it right every time but he was learning and Tom had hopes.Although he didn't know it, David talked to Tom about Wendy. Tom was duly responsive. When David said Her, She or That Girl, Tom recognized it and responded with one of his 991 different vocalizations.Most of the discussions included the notion that he missed her ... far more than he cared to admit. He didn't mind that she was 14 in actual time because.