The guy opened the door of my car and told me to come with him. It was an order. I knew he wouldn’t take no for an answer. I knew I didn’t have a ...hance to disobey him: he was taller and way stronger than me. Once inside his apartment he took me in his strong arms and kissed me deeply. It was not a tender kiss like Vince would have given me, but a strong masculine kiss. At first I resisted his kiss, but soon gave in. Strangely enough, I loved the way he kissed me!“So, you are Vince’s darling! I. I was sitting on Adam’s thighs, and was massaging my boobs, rubbing oil all over. I poured some oil on Adam’s cock, and then massaged his cock. The way he moaned, I was sure that he liked it too. After getting my boobs and his hard cock lubed enough, I leaned over, and grabbed his hard cock between my boobs. “How does it feel, Adam?” I asked looking at him. “Really good,” Adam replied slowly. I smiled to hear that, and I started stroking his cock slowly. I was looking straight into his eyes. When she finished, Suzy stepped back and showed Sharon her work. "Doesn't that look better?"Sharon looked in the mirror and saw that her old tinge of makeup had been quickly done away with and heavier, slutty makeup had replaced it. 'What!' she thought. 'I don't want....' Sharon's thought faded as that weird tingle started again. "You really think so?" she asked hesitantly. "Of course! I told you it would make you look better!" "I guess you're right," Sharon said. Suddenly everything Suzy said. After John had passed, she sank into a deep depression that lasted several months. One night while sleeping, she had a dream about John. In the dream, John told her it was time to carry on with her life and that it was okay to always love him, but it was alright to enjoy life and their children. She had neglected herself and the girls during those first selfish months of grief. In her dream he told her to sell the house and start a new life. He told her that the house and its memories were.