Sneha: Shut up. It has been 3 months and not once did you try to contact me.Me: I missed you Sneha but I didn’t contact you as I was not sure if tha... was the right thing to do.Sneha: You say you missed me, what did you actually miss?Me: I missed everything Sneha – our conversations, our dinners, our bond, our sexting and us making love.Sneha: So you say you missed the sex?Me: Not only sex, don’t get me wrong, I missed everything.Sneha: Then fuck me.Me: Don’t get mad at me Sneha, I am. Cindy raised one heel slightly, and moved a knee outwards. Still her panties were stuck.She brought her hand down to help, but I stopped her and pushed it firmly away. Guiding her by turning her hips with both hands, I turned her right round so that her lovely bottom was in my face. From here, it looked even better. I slipped a hand between her thighs and wiggled my fingers to separate her legs slightly. They were actually sticking together slightly! From this angle, and this close, Cindy. Her husband was heavily immersed in the excesses of imbibing spirits and the ways of the flesh at nearby convenient fleshpots on the secluded side streets of the upscale district. She didn't mind his wayward excursions so long as he did not interfere with her dalliance with the Reverend Harris and her new-found attraction to his lovely spouse.When she spied a black cat in the hedge on the driveway of the Reverend Harris's residence, she knew it was an omen of bad luck and she spat over her left. I made a quick supper and went to bed.I woke up and it was almost eight o'clock. I put the coffee pot on and went to the shower. I was glad to hear that Mark was coming on the first, 'cause I was too damned old to be doing this all over again. I had done my thing years ago and looked forward to setting back and taking it easy. At least when I went in today I would have a monetary figure to work with and dole out so it was fair to everyone. Paid once a month, what the hell kind of sheriff had.