"We lost our spark." she told me. 5 years gone down the hole. I tried to get her back but she said no. I went to start my car before going to work and...it wouldn't turn over. I couldn't take care of it right off the bat so I had to get a cab. As if that wasn't bad enough I worked a full shift at the restaurant took care of several regular customers who always requested me, but still got fired because other co-workers complained about me making things up that I couldn't prove otherwise.As I was. You definitely have improved your standing with me, my dear!"Julie blushed under the hood. "Thank you, Sir," she said.Julie gave herself over to his caresses. His touch was kind and gentle, but with just enough roughness to let her know he was most definitely a man. And his confident, assertive manner told her he was a man used to getting what he wanted. These traits were very attractive to Julie. And very arousing as well."Ohhh, Sir..." Julie moaned softly. She rested her head against the wall. I tried to ask Chris about it, but understandably, he blew me off. From there on in, I kind of became Molly’s diary for a bit. It was clear she was holding some stuff in and Chris was unavailable for a while before she turned to me. Selfishly, I kind of enjoyed it – when she started opening up to me about her life, it was like old times. Still, I was more respectful to her feelings now, and I hoped that reflected in how I talked to her. I think it did, given she seemed appreciative of my time,. Lucia where John and I became man and wife, and then three days later welcomed in 1995. John and I purchased a five bedroom estate on an acre and a half. John never suggested or even hinted that I shouldn’t work anymore, but I quickly tired of the race now that I had no need for monetary rewards. John encouraged me when I quit to concentrate on landscaping our grounds and furnishing our house, playing golf with my friends and throwing myself into charitable causes. John and I traveled each.