Tight blue jeans that hug her hips and ass. Tight around her legs also. Tight tee that shows off her size C tits and snug on her flat stomach. She alw...ys looks sexy. I could tell something was wrong. It looked like she had been crying and was clutching what looked like a picture in her hand. “What is it Sabrina? What’s wrong? Can I help?” I asked while sitting up on the edge of the bed. She toss what she was holding in her hand at me. Without saying a word. It was a picture Becky and I at the. "Oh ... I just remembered." Hey!" she said as he unceremoniously rolled her off of him and sat up."I'll be right back." She could tell he was amused about something.He pulled the covers over her and she lay feeling the glow and smelling the smell of their love-making.She must have dozed, because the next thing she knew Bret was back and had taken her hand."Becky ... I love you ... and I want you to be my wife."Before she could say anything she felt him slip something on her ring finger. In her. Here it comes. In all honesty, I cannot say that I have only one favorite author on Fictionmania. I think that P J. Wright is a brilliant author. So is Brandy Dewinter. Carol Collins... (PJ) (Wright's a hack. He owes it all to his editor.) (Chilli) I absolutely loved Janice Dreamer's "Class Project" and I'm trying REALLY hard to get her to finish it. Wendy's new story is great, too. Editor's comment - I like my story as do a lot of you but I'd hardly call it great. Thank you, Chilli, for the. The distance between Shruti and her husband got me closer to her. I am their mutual friend, and they consider me as a family member. They got married against their parents’ wishes. Neither of the families has accepted even today.I was a witness to them in a lot of compliance aspects of their lives. Both of them supported me a lot during my tough phase as well.Both Shruti and Sameer are very open. It has bonded them closer and has kept their relationship strong and steady. Their sexual life was.