Ibought a danish and put my bag down at a table. I went to the restroom(the womens room actually, little jolt there). I saw myself in themirror for...the first time. I was beautiful, but I was also nowstrawberry blonde, and quite freckled. The male me had never beenattracted to blondes, and wouldn't have been attracted to the new me.Certainly, the new me was more happy with than attracted to my own image.Damn, that was it. I'd been hoping I'd be attracted enough to my newimage that it would. She knew she had to go there - she was terrified, but she had to. But, well, maybe taking some sort of weapon would be smart, for all the good it would do. Ariel looked around the room, trying to find something she might protect herself with. The only possibility was one of the large glass shards, it might work as a knife, except she would cut herself just holding it. She tried to find some tape or something to wrap around it, but with no success. Finally she tore the sleeve from her top. He moaned slightly, and leant forward. Graham readjusted the zoom on his camera capturing Rita’s deep red nails around Gary’s cock. More pictures as she gently, but firmly pulled Gary’s cock closer towards her juicy honey pot. Gary felt the tip of his erect cock slip into Rita’s warm welcoming pussy. She rippled with pleasure and wriggled a little settling herself onto it. Gary started to move his hips as his erection slipped in and out of Rita. Graham captured the pictures – making sure he. I'm sorry K. I've got to rest. You were fantastic. I love you so much, my K."She laid on me and fell asleep as well. I haven't slept that soundly ... in many years, before Louise ever got sick. I needed to go visit her gravesite in the morning.THURSDAYAfter getting up and showering and changing, I told Karol about my plans to visit my wife at her gravesite. She asked if she could come along. I told her, maybe the next time. I had to talk to Louise alone. Karol realized what this meant. She.