Who knows what she would 'never do'. I would hope she would never kill herself, but it'd be a good idea not to force her into any more corners to find...that out. I'm sure, in this case, that Carol never thought of shooting you, and if she had she would've rejected it because she thought killing herself was a much better option. That's what I meant about an implicit offer to you. Because she offered to kill herself, she is telling you that she loves and values you more than she loves and values. .. Lets complete the picture... time for a make over!"I remember the image of Alexa standing by the chair next to her dressing table, beckoning me with one hand and a brush in the other. She was still dressed just in her beautiful underwear and still wearing her heels. What a woman! I swished gently over to her. The feel of my woollen dress slipping over my petticoat as I walked with the silky stockings and heels was intoxicating. I sat down gently at the table and let her do her work.After. I let out a little moan and came inside of her wet snatch.She then stood up and wiped the come with some toilet paper. We kissed deep and passionately and I helped her put her dress back on. I pulled my pants back up and she walked back to her seat. I took a piss and then met her back at our seats.I sat down and she had the biggest smile on her face."That was so fucking hot. You have an amazing cock. Thank you." No problem. You're a hot little fuck aren't you? Do you do this a lot?" That was my. Going into the store and finding it on the discount rack, exactly my size 42B. It was priced at $38 but since it was on the discount rack it was priced for $9.95. That is the moment it became mine. Oh yes remember the lady that was giving me the funny look. She looked as if she was trying to figure out if I was buying that for my wife or woman or myself. I think when I held it up to my chest, she figured it out. I set out to look for panties while other women were shopping for lingerie as well..