She could have had me any way she wanted. Anytime. One of the things I loved about her was that, even after all the stuff we did, she was always so sw...et and polite. Once she got going, she was an assertive dom lover for me, but when she started it was always like this:" Sylvia, can I kiss you, please?" or "Syl, your breasts are so pretty. Can I kiss you here...or here?"That got me so hot somehow. I don't know why. Her kisses were always so gentle and tender at first. If she did that for even a. ”“Well if you aren’t going to take it, I will. Remember I’m on a budget. Janitors must get paid a lot of money the way you toss it around.”When they got a cab, she gave the driver the address. As they drove she was talking about the mess her apartment was in, and how messy her roommate was. When they arrived, she pointed to the upper floor and said, “Just five floors and we are there.”Antonio thought well of the elevator in his building. When they arrived on the fifth floor he was out of. I couldn’t ask my friends to wait for me as it was not fair. So I asked them to carry on without me and that I will meet them on the day of the wedding in Mumbai.I surfed the Internet that night for train tickets but could not find any ticket to Mumbai in the AC section nor in the sleeping class. As I was too desperate to reach there on time, I decided to take the second sitting class.The day of my travel has arrived; I wore a crop top showing my navel a little with a jacket above and a skirt. I’m so sorry, Dan. But ... we did have some good times. Please, try to think of those. Oh, and just for the record, you were actually better in the sack than Joe. A lot better. If this were just about sex, I would stay with you. But it’s about love. I love him. I never loved you,” Megan admitted to me.“Well, that’s the price that you must pay, or part of it, for this. I loved you, even if you didn’t love me. I don’t know if that was why I was better in bed than Joe. Maybe it was. Maybe it.