As she sat in silence, alone in the fog of her mind, the internal dialogue she had been fighting to keep under control all this time begun to spew out... ‘I’m so very alone! No one wants me. No one loves me. I wish I was dead. I wish I had never been born.’ More and more of her internal thinking came to life adding more fuel to her depressed mood. Perhaps it was the weather, the gray skies and all, but her mood was growing darker as the minutes of the day melted into the infinite realm of time.. Her eyes stayed on his as she ran her fingers over the backs of his hands, down his forearms, up to his biceps where she held on firmly. A shiver ran through him, and his breathing quickened. Why has My Lord never kissed Kaneez? His eyes went wide, and he sucked in his breath harshly and held it. He didnt want to answer that. She dropped her eyes. Kaneez is sorry, My Lord. Kaneez didnt mean– He put a finger over her lips, and she looked back up at him. He was breathing heavily as he looked into. ”He was obviously excited, which made me a little nervous, but as I watched him, he went over and had a brief conversation with one of the game room attendants. After pointing over at me, he smiled, and as he came back over to where I was standing, he ushered us out the front door. As we headed off, we really didn’t say anything right away, but I could see out of the corner of my eye that he was curiously looking over at me. He eventually spoke up saying, “I’m glad you wanted to do this again.”. Several bar trips later and watching my beautiful cappuchino skinned wife move around the dance floor, turning heads as she went and flicking her own long dark hair to the music she approached and finished the last of her drink and wanted to see the chillout lounge at the other end of the club, so wife in hand and some playful giggles we made our way back out and along the corridor and to the right side this time.We found ourselves in a totally different atmosphere, low moody lights and a.