' ;an English voice, reassuring and non-threatening...yes! Her pounding heart steadied...she should really be acknowledging this considerate act but s...mehow she couldn't bring herself to make a sound...perhaps he'd soon slip away as silently as he'd appeared.There were more noises...more lotion on palms. The application continued, this time up over her outstretched upper arms. She was cradling her head on her forearms and her straw hat hid most of that area. This time his hand stroked back down. . her left arm was still around me. She turned and switched on the light and resumed her position. I saw a tear in her eye , she looked into my eyes and said “I feel the same about you too, I really hate that bitch for dumping you, but I want you to be normal, since the time you broke up with her you have changed, we don’t talk or joke the way we do, u are my best friend and I want you to be the way we were.” I was looking into her big brown eyes and could feel that she meant everything she. "This is getting in the way," he said as he pulled on the back of her bra strap and let it snap back. Then without asking he began opening the clasp.Becky tried to control her breathing as she felt the elastic spring free and flip to the side. But John didn't stop there. He tugged at her shoulder straps until she rose up and allowed him to remove the bra and toss it to the floor. Now Becky was topless with her son straddling her back. She could feel her heart beating hard as her nipples rubbed. "I was wondering if we could get together this morning."Two hours later Mike was sitting across from David in a Starbucks. "Jen's really upset," David said. "Apparently you two had an argument yesterday?" Yeah, I'm sure she's upset," Mike said bitterly. The images of Jen so enthusiastically fucking David the day before were still fresh in his mind. She must have dragged David into bed as soon as she got to his condo. She sure hadn't acted like she was upset.David smiled. "So tell me Mike. How.