Tonight we move forward. You are forever mine in every way.” As she closes her eyes, he begins kissing her. Her forehead, her lips, her eyes, her ch...eks. Running his hands over her body. Softly caressing her breasts. Following his hands with a line of kisses. First, each breast, squeezing them, sucking her nipples; one, then the other. Knowing, at this time, all she needs is his tenderness, not his dominance. Continually holding back his urges to move faster he continues kissing down over her. He knocked and she told him to come in. Tom quickly scanned the room and was pleased to see that the coffee cup was empty. ‘Just give me the report and get out,’ Suzanne snapped. ‘I have a lot to do.’ Tom was struggling for something simple that wouldn’t get him into too much trouble to test out the drug when Suzanne picked up her phone. ‘Put the phone down, Suzanne,’ he said quietly, but firmly. ‘Who do you think you are!’ she said, but quickly laid the receiver down. Suzanne stared at her. Then an ad of a website called “Craigslist” came across in a whiff, tending me to browse through that site.Since I was fairly unknown to that site, I browsed through it, only to later realize it’s a classifieds page. I browsed through each section, from “Personals” to “Housing”. It pretty much impressed me. But I was really intrigued by “Personals”, and clicked on it; I was turned on by this section called “ww4m”, where classifieds regarding two women looking for a man for a ONS (maybe) or for. Jumping, I turned hoping to see Jonathan again. Mom stood behind me. I looked down to find my clothing in place. Wasn’t I just naked with Jonathan? Instead, I was kneeling with my hands touching Jonathan’s cross. ‘I didn’t mean to startle you Angela.’ ‘What are you doing here Mom?’ ‘I knew when you left tonight that you would come here, so I followed you.’ ‘How long ago was that?’ ‘I left a few minutes after you did, why?’ ‘I saw Jonathan, Mom.’ ‘Honey, that isn’t possible. Jonathan is dead.’.