Too muchpride, I'd never allow it.Though not when she told me all these things. I felt crushed.Humiliated. Somehow found out. I apologized. I told her...I wishedI'd known how she really felt. That I was a brute, self-centeredand conceited. I told her that I really did love her, with all myheart. That I wanted to make a new beginning.She said she knew that. She told me that not *whether* I loved herbut *how* I loved her was the issue. She was willing to beginagain. But it would have to be her way. Abruptly I realized that my photography days were probably coming to an end. The only dark room I’d be seeing had bars in front of it.I groaned as I put my head on Lara’s shoulder. “Come visit me in jail,” I wailed.She sniggered. “Okay.”“I might need your help in the morning.”“Packing for prison?”I laughed a little despite my anxiety. “No, I need to make a call. In private.”“I’ve got your back, bro.”I gave a sigh and trudged to my room.By morning, I’d worked myself into a froth of worry. I. I turned back to my work, I could feel his cum dripping out of me, after about 10 min. Steve came in and grabbed a beer, we made small talk, then Steve pushed me to my knees and pulled his cock out, shoving it into my mouth, I sucked it like my daughter sucked my nipples hard and hungerly, until Steve moaned and filled my mouth with cum, witch I swallowed down, I washed his cock and kissed him also.My hubby came in and said he was going to start the grill up, so I pulled the meat out for him,. She knocked again on the door.When the door opened suddenly, Karen was so startled that she jumped. Linda Wells stepped out and smiled quickly at Karen. "Why good morning, Karen," she said."Hello, Mrs. Wells," Karen said, a serious expression on her face. "There is something I have to talk to you about." Well, come on in, then," Linda said cordially. "I have to step down the hall for a moment, but you can wait for me inside. I'll be right back." She ushered Karen into her office and then left,.