It was only a 10 minutes conversation and she blocked me again. This time she assured me she will be coming soon as the situation is not good.So I was...happy and sad. After that, I was waiting for her and it was a long 3 months wait. This time she was a bit free and open talking to me. We shared a few things about life and all. Days passed and we became close friends sharing almost every minute of each other’s life.I was very happy to get back here. One fine day she herself sent her pic. I was. ?" Pissmops. Nobody ever comes into the pissmop bins."He inhaled deeply."I kinda like it, though, reminds me of well kept horses." Horses?" Yes, magnificent beasts. We ride them for sport. They're kept in stalls, little cubicles, with straw, dried plant stalks on the floor."She took her hand away from her nose, took a shallow breath. Then another. It was ... not so bad. She relaxed, a bit.Then squeaked again, as Sheridan pushed her against the bags, started to kiss. The bags rustled and moved,. When I reached the front door, I heard a loud yelp from inside.I pushed the door open and limped into the hallway. I heard my wife disciplining Paul for something or other as I made my way to the entrance of the living room. I peeked around the corner of the archway to see Paul being held at arms length by my wife as he struggled in vain to move toward her. He was thrusting his head forward so he could latch on to her exposed nipple, which somehow escaped the confines of her robe. Her big. ..you are just so sexy....I undress you in my mindevery time you teach. And I know, KNOW you love me!" Dan cried, her bodynow tight to his."Get off me you fucking idiot!" yelled Miss Andrews, struggling to pushDan off..."I mean, what the hell..." as she pushed him away, "get awayfrom me Dan! This is WRONG!"Dan blushed deeply, realising just how much he'd misread the situation.He took two steps back...then ran out of the classroom, tears in hiseyes.Miss Andrews panted, slowing her breathing.