The driver rolled down his window and the passenger stuck his head out to talk to me. I just looked down at the ground, making sure that he couldn't g...t a good look at me, and continued my journey to the motel. Oh, God. Here was round two."Hey, baby. Where you going?" "I'm just going to this motel right here." That was the wrong response. He must have thought I was a prostitute or something when I said that. I pulled my hood up even further now and walked even faster. I just wanted this creep. Dhire dhire dadaji mummy ke sahir pe hath firane lage vo hath aage le jake meri mummy ke sthum ko daba de rahe the mummy ke muh se aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh aaaaaaaaaahhhh aaaahhhhh ki siskariya nikalne lagi dadaji bich bich me kas kas ke mummy ke sthun ko nichod de rahe the us samay mummy ke muh se chikh nikal rahi thi dadaji ne chuma lete hue kaha kanchan tohra langta sharir aag laga deta hai bistar pe. Dadaji ne ek hath niche kiya ur meri mummy ke fudii ko chune lage mummy ne apne ek hath niche kiya. "Do you love her, son?" Frank asked. "Do you?" Yes, I love her," Bill said."Then do the right thing, Bill. Let me help; we'll all help."I glanced at Bill again; he nodded."Turn the Sybian back on then," Frank instructed. "Get her right at the edge of cumming, but don't let her. Stop it; let her cool down, then back on."I felt the vibrations and rotation again; again I was driven toward orgasm. Moaning and bucking I was close...and it stopped!I was screaming so loudly now I imagine the neighbors. I don't want that. I love you, and want you in my life in every way possible. I believe in being open and truthful with someone I love – and, as I told you, I love you. So please don't disappear. Please be willing to expand your horizons to accept and appreciate what I've shared with you. If you want to talk, I'm here. Oh, please ... just call me after reading this. Loving you always - XOXOXLauren****I sat in Kim's kitchen stunned by the long email message on my laptop. I reread the message a.