I miss you. Have sweet dreams love. And then delete it so you never exist.You have spent the entire night reading comic books. With your new-found fre...dom from your ex-wife, you dive into all those things that were forbidden to you. Comic books being one, the coffee next you being another. You think of me after every page. Wishing I could text you. wishing I was free as well. wondering why you aren’t enough to make me leave him. Revisiting our fun times during the day. Sweet sweet memories.You. Her shopping list was reasonable as to the number of items listed in this e-mail.Dan drove to Publix to do the shopping later in the afternoon. He was able to purchase all of the items that were on Molly’s and his lists. He also purchased a few additional items.After leaving the store, he quickly stopped at his condo to refrigerate the items that needed it and then continued to Molly’s townhouse.When he pressed the doorbell button he heard her say, “It’s open, come on in,” through an open. “I won’t,” she smiled. “Have a good trip, okay?”“I will.”She exited the room and I turned off the light, sending the room into darkness.Pennsylvania Avenue was a broad black and white ribbon in the midday sun. The Freecycle cab pulled up smoothly outside the broad office at the 1001 block at exactly 12:10pm.I stepped onto the warm pavement, slid on a pair of sunglasses, took a deep breath, and walked into the cool of the lobby.Angie had reluctantly made this step the initial part of her plan.. Dreaming of fucking her and keeping straight on the path proves to be a hard job, but I pull it off. Within ten minutes, we reached a plastic picnic table. We each park our bikes and are ready, and in need of a rest. Julie's pert nipples poke through her pink top. She drinks down the water, sucking on the straw. The sight is making me hard as a rock. She says something, but I don't hear it. I'm starring at her breast and I'm busted, pardon the pun. Instead of being mad, she smiles. She takes.