That is not the same. Youcannot be 'in like with' Paul I love you. And I like you."You remember our very first conversation when you made someassumpti...ns about me? Well, you suggested I might be a model.And I said 'sometimes' or something like that. And it's true."It's also true that I teach French painting and have a degreefrom the Sorbonne."But what is distressing me now and the reason I showed you thenote is what I didn't tell you."I am here this weekend to help make a movie. Very elegant.. That’s why I’ve been thinking in circles.”“So...?”Siobhan, to her amazement found herself telling him, really, the story of her life, right up to parting with Mike.“And is there any reason ... No. Wrong question. What would you like to happen?”Siobhan frowned.“I’m not going to judge,” he commented.“I miss him. But it couldn’t work; we’re such different people, from different worlds.”“But ... other things being equal...?”“He’s the only man I’ve met who treated me as ... a valued person in my own. Maybe it’ll get easier with time… and practice.’ She closed her eyes again. I love you, sexy man. What can I do for you? Just lay here and hold me until I fall asleep… I love you, too, pretty lady, but it’s a good thing your period came because I’m exhausted… Charles chuckled with her as she wrapped her arms around him. He groaned contentedly as she scratched his back. He drifted off to sleep… ********** That Saturday evening, Charles and Diana had dinner at Tom and Lynda’s house in Brentwood,. "Fuck me, Lord Darkar, fuck me," Icy screamed as Knut slammed into her with a grunt. For a second it looked like his cock wouldn't fit in Icy's tight little cunt, but with every muscle straining Knut forced his member into the smaller witch."Damn Ralisha, you're even tighter than I remember," Knut groaned as his cock slid into Icy an inch at a time. "That husband of yours must be pretty small for you to be this tight."Miss Faragonda could hardly believe it as she watched Knut's cock slide into.