" No, it's okay," she gave me a brave smile. "It's my one regret, not having more children. Do you have regrets, Mr. Michaels?" Regrets? Of course I d...." What would you give to make up for them?"I thought back. "Almost anything, I suppose." Me too." Mrs. Jameson opened the door to the basement and motioned me to descend the stairs. "They're down there." Excellent. Thank you." Have fun and ... I apologize." Mrs. Jameson said, shutting the heavy steel door behind me followed by what sounded like. But unlike the other two girls, who were both topless, Kimberly kept her tank top and bikini bottoms on the whole time that I saw.My evening with Scott was fairly quiet, but nice.I violated the rules… my own rules… unlocked him, rubbed his balls, took his penis in my mouth, gently sucked him, and invited him to make love to me. I really missed that with him… not so much his penis, which I can barely feel when he’s inside me… but his love and tenderness with me. It was nice. I loved the way he. I wasn’t suicidal or anything, but I had decided that I was destined to be either alone or in a miserable relationship, the only two choices I had experience with so far. Of those two choices I had decided that I would be happier alone and to just exist and chill instead of striving to have…ya know…the house, family, career thing. Good friends will do that for you though, they will drag you out into the world and convince you that you have worth, despite what you have been told. I’m being. As I leaned back and enjoyed Pam's expertise I wondered about the question. Rhonda in an affair? No, I just couldn't picture it. I could understand Pam's husband looking at Rhonda and thinking that she was hot and sexy because that is just what I did. But dear Rhonda was far from hot and sexy. The package had been exquisite, so much so that I had been willing to wait until marriage before having sex with her. Big mistake that! Oh, she was responsive and willing - twice a week on Tuesday and.