What was far worse was that they had probably been the most fantastic, most exciting ten minutes of my life. As I sat alone in our kitchen that Saturd...y morning I was trying to deal with an awful but undeniable truth: that I had loved every crude, brutal and abandoned minute of my fall from grace.It hadn’t been like Pete and my bedroom fantasies at all; there had been no lengthy seduction, no gradual disrobing, no long drawn-out foreplay. It had in truth been more of a crude. Instead it was a brick wall. He was a man who wanted what he wanted and otherwise didn’t care. Julia knew it was up to her. Stunned, Julia turned off the computer and relaxed into bed. At first she laughed it off as a stupid encounter with an ‘internet hero’: a misadventure. Slowly she slid towards sleep but she couldn’t avoid thinking of MasterX, the anonymous man – or boy! – demanding her obedience. Anna, or any other of the suburb moms, hadn’t prepared her for this. Julia woke the next. She got my attention. She ask if I could eat her pussy the next time I was in town? I said “yes”. She didn’t want more than her pussy eaten and maybe her breasts sucked. I told her I would suck on her clit with my soft pillowy lips and nibble on her breasts. She asked why do I hide my face on POF. I told her that, “I travel a lot and I like my privacy. I’ve actually run into people on POF in my everyday life so I only show my face when a person is interested in me.” She wanted to see it and I. As much as I like kissing you, I cannot help you if you don't tell me what is wrong, OK?" I kissed each of her eyes as she nodded her head against me."OK," she said, looking up. She held up her left hand, which was bare of any jewelry to speak of, other than her watch. "My husband left me six weeks ago for another woman. Needless to say, I was devastated. You see, I haven't seen him in almost a year because his unit is in Iraq." She straightened up a little. "It seems that he had taken up with.