‘…so near…yet so far…’my hubby lamented about his promotional chances while he drove but never cared to remember my birthday…that annoyed ...e and I kept quite…’…another chance is coming up in few days…I did all I can…hope they fill up the post at least this time…’he sighed…’…let us hope for the best…’I wished…‘…poor Venkat…still busy back there…’I commented as we stopped for lunch at a hotel on out skirts… ’…still hungry for him…’ my hubby queried…’…jealous…’ I taunted him…’…how was his wife…’ I. Kate was relieved that it didn’t come closer, as she stood only 5’3” and was slim from her daily routines…she’d have not stood a chance in case of the dog attacking her. Soon however, as the a****l became more accustom to the daily visits from the woman, he began trotting alongside her for a brief distance, though still didn’t get close to her. Kate was amused and somewhat comforted by this, her initial fear of the a****l gone, as if she had her own personal guard dog escorting her. Maybe I’ll. Whenever we had a lull in the action, my mind drifted to Laurie and wondered how she was handling the problems she was having at home. I just hoped my actions last night didn’t aggravate the situation. I finally fell asleep and had a very restless sleep, I kept drifting in and out, constantly thinking again about Laurie. I woke up around five PM and every muscle ached. I nearly crawled into the hot tub to soak my weary bones. Fifteen minutes after getting in the tub I realized someone was. I went online to buy so many of them, but nobody knew my fetish. My dolls, number over 50, were in my closet, tucked away in rubbermaid tubs, and i made love to them all the time. This one that mom bought for Aunt Doreen was the best one i've ever fucked! I wanted this one sooo bad, but i didn't have a choice but to clean it up really good, removing all the jizz marks on it, and putting it back into the dining room. So i got up, and walked into the dining room, cleaned up the doll really.