The man had money. I could envision the possibility that she would be trying to hunt me down when she found out that I hadn’t signed the divorce pap...rs. I’d made up my mind about that; no contact that was the ticket. I would just disappear from the radar. I’d have my disability and my freedom for whatever the hell those would be worth.My dad was the only one I could envision making any time for. I’d eventually need to let him know that I was okay, well, alive but that I would be moving on and. That to them may be exotic for each other.” Kimmie gave a naughty giggle as I say that.“Then there is the forbidden. That is something that you are not supposed to want, but can’t help yourself for wanting. Now that may be race. Say if your parents only wanted to see you with a Vietnamese boy, but instead you started to date a white boy. Is it because you really like him, or because it’s forbidden?“I’ve learned some Jewish slang, and they call it ‘Shiksa’. Something forbidden. An old rich. I admire who you are as a man, the values you have, how you express care for me and our children, how you like your in-laws including my horny sister – who is definitely going to want a piece of you now, and I like your skills and your ability to adapt and learn new things rapidly. You're very smart, and I like that. You are a good provider, and a risk taker, and you think of me as partner and don't try to force me into a submissive role as the 'little woman.' Want me to go on?" I'll go and. As he became more frank with me he admitted being a breast lover . I asked him if he had any affairs or anything like that. He said that he looked at each and every lady breasts and big and good shaped ones were the best he liked , however he never got lucky enough to get hold of any of them because he was scared as it could ruin his reputation . However he loved watching them and would imagine them while having sex with his wife .God knows why that statement of his gave me a feel of.