Why he told me I was the only one and behind my back had his way with other women...My friends, the real ones, tried always to cheer me, tell me that ...asn’t the end of the world, that I should pay back or even try to find a new person. But I couldn’t, I was too weak mentally to do it. I didn’ had the heart to try anything because I was so hurt inside that I felt my life was going to finish soon.The days went by and I got some of my sanity back and I went to return with my routine, including. "I'm terriblysorry. I must have mistaken you for someone else. Now, how mayI serve you?" There's a knife in the window. I might buy it, if it'sgood and the price isn't too high."The wizard made a production of walking over to the back ofthe window display case, unlatching the door, and pulling outthe sheathed dagger lying on a scarlet velvet cushion.In the background, he could hear Dannie's patience frayingas she continued to deal with her customer. "Look. On thelabel, it specifically says `For. “In that case, I would order the porterhouse, well seared outside but bright pink in the middle, with turnips and veg in season, plated up for two, and I would request that the chef join me in a ... yes, join me in a celebration. Could you do that for me, Tracie?”“Of course, April, that’s no problem. A celebration, huh? Champagne and separate orange juice for Pete with your meal, on the house?”“Champagne, most certainly! The celebration? My divorce from Jacques came through today.”Tracie. I knew that she wanted me to do, her eyes looked at me as if begging for me to do it and do it now, but I took my time and kept making my way straight down. Her clit was poking out a little, but her pussy was dripping wet and was tighly closed from what I have seen. I greeted her clit with a little lick, and then took my tongue inbetween her pussy lips while slowly gliding it from the bottom to the top. She then covered her mouth with the nearest blanket, as she let out a tortured moan, gasping.