There are people that are fighting tooth and nail just to get by, and here i am bitching about my life not being special enough. I go upstairs to go t... sleep, it was a bit early for that but it doesn't matter. I just want to get this day over with.I close my eyes, and get ready for sleep. But sadly something was keeping me from falling alsleep. It was slight pain, enough for me to notice it was there, but not enough for it to be too much. That however was quickly not the case anymore, the pain. Released from management of my company I continued dealing in art works, it became a passion that consumed me. I saw Susan only once, at an auction, she glanced in my direction, recognised me but she turned away quickly and soon after she left the auction.When Paul was two-years-old Anita and I had a honeymoon. We went to Europe and in Paris I saw the works, amongst others, of Henri de Toulouse Lautrec in the Louvre. A comment on a plaque told of his interest in Japanese art and how it affected. I could feel him getting hard as he pressed against me as I also was getting turned on by him. The song ended and we went to a sofa in another room. We sat down and Paul started to kiss me, our hands all over each others backs and we pulled each ourselves tighter. Then he moved his hand from my back down to my bottom and squeezed my bum which was delightful. His hand then moved to my thigh and under my dress and back up until he was stroking my leg above my stockings. He almost growled “ I love. It all began back when I was naïve and young. Right out of high school at the ripe old age of eighteen, I married my high school sweetheart, Jessica.We were on top of the world, and Jessica was the love of my life. She was the woman who melted my heart, and I had the rest of my life to enjoy how happy she made me.Jess and I worked out a way to finish our education. I worked full time for a construction company that supported us, while she attended the local college. After she got her degree and.