He is so, so--" We are indebted to him," Louis said, staring into his wine. "Just his being here is danger enough. Tomorrow he will go to a certain de...th. He will die for us, to give us our freedom. It is not just charity to allow him pleasure in his last hours, it is our duty and our honor. Your duty, Marie. Your honor." He looked up to see that Marie's blouse was undone and the stranger's hand kneading his wife's heaving breast.Marie understood that it was her honor that was at stake. "Louis,. Then he ordered to shake her boobs for him. As she did as ordered, I could notice a dark wet spot on his trousers, right about at the point where the huge bulge ended.Then his filthy hands reached out, rubbing, kneading and weighing the soft fleshy melons in front of him. Anita closed her eyes again, moaning and letting him pull and roll her dark nipples in his fingers...Suddenly, the man pulled down his trousers and hugged my wife to him. I was behind him, so I could not quite see what he was. We both love each other and..." she took a deep breath. And that's when she started to cry.I held Diana in my arms, "What's wrong baby? Talk to me." I began to rub her back and comfort her.Diana tried to hold back the tears, "My family is moving to St. Louis after graduation. I just thought if you couldn't come then I'll at least have a part of you there with me. I don't wanna go. I love you too much to ever want to leave you." Diana, I love you too. Don't worry baby. We'll figure something. .. I went out to my car and I got organized as best I could. This wasn't going to be perfect; it wasn't going to be smooth. It was going to be scary. I tried to run various scenarios through my head, but ended up open, empty, only prepared to react.She came out at eight. God knew how long she had been homesteading in there. Head down, she went to her car; I waited until she was moving and started mine and caught up about a block away. From there, I tailed her, varying my distance, turning my.