She smiled as she approached the host, Ben Mulroney standing by the blue oval, Canadian Idol sign on the door. He was accompanied by a cameraman along...with lighting and sound personnel.“Hi, I’m Ben,” he smiled offering his hand admiring her petite figure.“Hi, I’m Abby Kendall,” she grinned accepting his handshake and admiring his handsome, square-jawed appearance.“I see you brought your fan base with you,” he commented of the group standing close by.“This is my boyfriend Brad, my parents, his. "Jamie," I say, interrupting Jamie before she has a chance to speak. "I-I want to forgive, but I don't know that I can." I promise, I swear, I swear on my parents' life I will never, ever cheaton you again," Jamie pleads, but every word only wrenches my heart moreand more."I want to believe you," I say. "I really, really want to... But I can't,Jamie, I'm sorry, but I just can't. Not immediately." What are you saying?" Jamie asks between obvious tears."I think we should take a break," I say,. I turned back to face the bar as Uncle John got the attention of the gorgeous barman. I eyed him surreptitiously as he prepared and placed our drinks on the bar. He smiled warmly at me and I couldn't help wondering how his cock compared to my Uncle's and whether he was a heavy cummer. I love to watch a guy cum. Love to see lashings of hot sticky spunk, squirt after squirt, thick and messy, especially when it was sprayed over my body. No one who knew me would ever suspect I was not only a size. The shower was welcome and it was a delight to wash and be washed. He left feeling great and by the smirk on her face Elizabeth was also satisfied.No further get together was arranged, just the ‘pick up’ for class for he just couldn’t suggest a time, it had to be when he had a good reason or his wife was off with one of her group and that didn’t occur for well over a week, when she informed him that there was a send-off for one of the group and she wouldn’t be home till quite late. A statement.