When she straddled him and played with her breasts, or rose on her knees offering him entry from behind, he knew another man took her that way. Yet, t...ey went on, week after week, knowing but not admitting, too fearful to let the words pass between them.She was the first to break the silence."I have to tell you about him."He couldn't look at her. He wouldn't.She watched him look away, then glanced at the phone."I don't love him. I just can't say no to him."His spine turned to stone at her. Flashback – Tatiana and Masha – In the taxiThe taxi driver stated, "I'm sorry to hear he was a relative of yours. Even though he was FSB the Chechens bastards shouldn't have killed him. And I know the exact spot they were killed and will take you and your grandmother there."I had hoped that the taxi driver had the needed information. Many times if you wanted something it was better to talk first to taxi drivers...I signaled Tatiana so she would be ready when the taxi took us to the location. I cry out in agony from the lack of touch. The only response you give is a growl as you tear my shirt off over my head. You keep my hands entrapped as you stare at my breasts heaving , straining at the lacy edges of my bra. Your tongue traces the edges of lace and my hips begin to rise and fall seeking more of you. You lean me forward and I feel my tits released as my bra melts away. Finally, slowly, your grip on my wrists ceases only to be replaced by the grip of your teeth on my nipple.. ” He turned to the waiter. “Would you not agree this woman is nothing short of a queen - no, Goddess!”The French waiter chuckled. “Yes, monsieur. Her beauty is magnificent.” He left after.Marie started laughing, too. “You’re crazy; you know that?”“For you.” Ben grinned.She giggled. “You’re so corny.”When done eating, the server brought them a complimentary bottle of wine.“Oh, no. I don’t drink…” Marie glanced at Ben. “And my boyfriend isn’t of age yet.”“Come on, Marie. One glass isn’t gonna.