." That's better, but given that you are all dressed up as a servant, I think Marm would be more appropriate don't you agree?"Shocked I looked up at h...r, studying her features for any sign of amusement, was she joking? Was she mocking me? She looked very serious as she waited for a response. She was watching me like a hawk, leaning forward in her chair with her elbows on the arm rests and the fingertips of each hand touching each other in front of her pursed lips. I lowered my gaze,"I suppose. I grabbed the hotel bar of soap and immediately began soaping up her tits! Yeah, she smiled at me too. And her hands slid down and wrapped around my cock! When she looked up at me I did something I had been dying to do since I walked into the room. I slowly bent down and kissed her. It was not one of those tentative kind of things or a kiss that broke off every 2 or 3 seconds. This was a soul sharing, heart pounding, tongue chasing, spit swapping, hormone inducing kiss that just kept getting. I climbed up onto the rusted side of the bridge and stared down at the dirty water churning violently below me. I closed my eyes and tears began to fall, then I started bawling loudly. I didn't want to die - I wanted to live! But living had become too painful and this was my only option left. I hugged the cold, metal post of the bridge for comfort then looked back down at the water below. "Please forgive me, God," I cried out as I closed my eyes. I prepared myself to let go."Don't jump,. I quickly adjusted myself and pretended not to see him coming, i finished my cigarette just before he arrived and pretend to leave, he blocks my path again and i pretend to jump, " there you go again running off just as i arrive" oh i said pretending to be startled, " i didn't see you coming " and we both giggled. We stood there for a few minutes chatting about the day and he offers me another cigarette, this time i accept and and i catch him looking my breasts as he lights my cigarette, i.