Or, two ... you are much more than even I give you credit for. And I am hoping for number two. So which is it?"Making eye contact with Jess, Ohai stat...d matter of factly, "As I am who I say I am, it would appear therefore, to be number two. Why is this so important, Jess?" Because it's damn bloody lonely being so unique, as you put it, and not having anyone I can really talk to. I mean, really talk to, without the platitudes or games or hidden agendas," Jess blurted out with tears welling up in. She steps inside, unsteady on her high heels, and moving like she has aches and pains all over."Are you ok?" I ask, genuinely concerned, putting my arm around her.She smiles up at me, weakly. She seems absolutely shattered. "I had an amazing night."I notice a little dribble of cum on her chin. "Er, you've got something..."She wipes it up with a finger, then sucks it off. "Taxi driver's," she explains with a little grin."Do you want me to run you a bath? I can get you something to drink, or. I ask if I am dressed OK to go with you. You assure me that I am fine. We head to the mall. We have no particular destination, so we just wander the mall hand in hand. I am enjoying being with my beautiful wife, occasionally pulling you close for a kiss or a hug. As we walk along, you see a pair of shoes that you want to try on. The salesperson goes to the back to get your shoes as we sit down. I decide to sit across from you so that I can continue to take in your beauty. You reach down to. Once full, I then headed off.It was a glorious day, not yet too hot. The sky was a peerless blue and I felt good to be alive. I did my first lap, keeping it short to bring me into sight of the infamous spot where all manner of university females could ‘water their pussies’. My pulse was up and not just from running. There was a group of girls up ahead, milling about. I slowed my pace, mentally focusing for them to move into the Kitty Litter and get on with the act of pissing in public. I felt.