I still remember that first interview after all these years; when I met David. That interview still stands as one of the oddest moments in my life. Th...re was something about David that I couldn't put my finger on, but through the entire interview, I could barely move my eyes from his... there was just a strange connection that to this day I swear I felt, and it was the strangest thing... so familiar, like I'd known him before. Of course, some of this might have had to do with the physical. They just can't send them back... can they... ?"As yet, Mark and Kye hadn't found time to discuss the boy's stay with Dianne because of their crammed schedule, but the youth's unsolicited, glowing praise for his young wife was enough to convince the ex-officer they'd managed to hit it off well. That it was all going to work out for them, Mark felt certain. There was just the one problem... sex... and in a few hours he was going to be better able to evaluate their future in that department.... Although I knew I would be risking everything, I had to look. I took a quick peek through the glass and could make out Natasha on the floor. To my relief, she was facing the other side of the room and could not see me. I peered through the glass again, this time more slowly, and could see her on her hands and knees; his hands were on her breasts and her body seemed to contort with pleasure as he squeezed her nipples and fucked her harder and harder.“Oh god yes, fuck me,” she begged as she felt. They got up from the table. He went and paid the bill. They then walked arm in arm to the elevator and stepped inside. They were drawn to each other like two magnets. Their arms went around each other as their mouths crushed together, their tongues exploring the deepest recesses of each other's mouths and tangling with each other as the elevator moved upward. He pushed her lightly against the wall, and they ground their groins against each other as they kissed. One of his hands squeezed her.