One time I told her that I thought if she and I were to ever find ourselves alone together in a room, we’d spend the time talking and crying, becaus... we were that close of friends. I told her that I had been married to the same woman for 33 years and that I loved my wife, even though we didn’t always get along very well. I explained that I was wise enough to know that my marriage would never change. I told Heather that even though I cared about her very much, I knew better than to think that. ’ ‘Why are you saying it then?’ ‘I just…how will you explain me?’ He sat a little taller on the sofa, perplexed. ‘I would say, ‘Hey, meet my friend, Emily’. I really don’t understand what you’re…’ ‘No, you don’t understand. You’re fine, you’re normal. But if we go that route, and this was the other way around, how would you introduce me?’ Paul looked completely confused, ‘I guess I don’t understand what you mean by ‘explain’ you. What does that mean?’ ‘Okay imagine this, ‘Hi friends, meet. ”“I’m American,” I said.“She’s an American student that accidentally followed me as I skied out of Zermatt. I had to bring her here.”“Welcome,” said the lady, smiling at me. “I am Anna Müller, I own this inn.” She turned to Thomas. “Unfortunately, we are fully booked and do not have a room for Fräulein von Eschenbach. However, I can make up a camp bed in your room.”“Has my bag arrived?” he asked.“Yes, it is in your room. You are in the Matterhorn suite as usual.”Thomas went through a side door,. She stopped breathing hard and smiled at her accomplishment. Slowly I eased more in, withdrew a little then again shoved more in. In and out slowly working it in. A couple of minutes later I hit bottom. She was so tight I couldn't believe it. It felt so good. Her cunt was on fire and she started to ride me. She was really getting into it when she said, “Now don't come in me, my husband had a vasectomy and I'm not on the pill.” This didn't quite register with me because why on earth.