I squeezed roughly through her shirt before reaching under her shirt and pushing her bra up. I pinched her exposed nipple hard, eliciting another loud...yelp from her. Normally I'm never this rough during sex. I've tried different things with my wife but she was never into anything out of the normal. Missionary and sometimes she would get in top but that was about as adventurous as she would get. I grabbed Sarah's hair in one hand and jerked her head back as I kept slamming into her. With my. HMMMM… I never want our kisses to end, but he reminds me that it is freezing out here. We drive to the first place we dined together at, Dimillo’s a floating ship converted into a restaurant. I wait as he comes around to open the door for me. He smiles, he knows that I am going to tip my head up for another kiss. He complies with my silent request, links my hand into his and walks toward the restaurant. We engage in light conversation as we enter. He asks,’ Do you want anything from the gift. If it were possible, I was in a quite rage about Deirdre having Sheldon killed. How could anyone take the life of such a sweet, uncomplicated, loving, helpless, and damaged soul? To put a plan together and get it in motion meant that I had to accept the truth. Deirdre deeply hated me and would do anything to hurt me.After lunch, good sex and a long, hot shower, Joan and I took a nap. When we awoke it was time to talk about revenge.“Your Aunt spent considerable time meeting with a therapist. Tim, meet me at Daily Grind?She stared at the phone for most of the ride, ignoring Kim and Heather'sconversation.***Tim put the kickstand down and reassured himself that Bobbie's helmetwas locked to the back. He liked these minimum days. Removing his helmetand securing it, he entered through the heavy glass door."Tim," Gilda said. "Good to see you again." Good to be here," Tim said, smiling. "Lemme get two dirty blondies." You got it. Where's Bobbie?" Oh, she's on her way. She got her report.