Tanya and Sara were more than happy to cook something up and, at Peters request, didn't even bother putting on clothes for the orcasion.While they wer... figuring out food, Peter ones again moved to the couch to try and figure out his next move. With a power like this his options seem to be rather plentyfull. However, he still didn't know the extent of his powers. He had a few plans of what he could do with them which would set him up financially for life, and give him the freedom to hunt as much. . don't want to stop, I want more, but my ass is sore, my nipples numb. A private note in my flickr account says "from now on every time you text me your pictures will go to this account and you WILL send pictures" I click back to the photo album and notice the pictures already have 500 hits. I purr, ready to come, hoping sir enjoys seeing me doing this.A new message that says for me to load up my laptop and get the web cam ready as I have some "admirers" that want to watch me. Oh my! I turn. Our sex life was superb, at least in my mind. Brenda was a very sexy lady and she got hit on all the time, but for years I had watched her ward off advances with a smile and I was secure in the knowledge that she was mine. And then one day I found out that she wasn't. Mine maybe, but definitely not all mine.I know it sounds like a cliché, but I found out the way most husbands do; an unexpected trip home during the day, a strange car in the drive, sounds of passion from the upstairs bedroom, a. Each day I think. Each day I cry. I cry for the love I had to give up. I cry for the longing I have in my heart. I cry for the future that holds no joy for me. I cry and I wonder how I can go on feeling this way, lost and alone. I cry, with the knowing that I am lost, confused and alone. Each day I cry. Each day I worry. I worry that I can and will not make it. That I will attempt something irrational. That I will give in and surrender to my sorrow, my pain, my sadness. To take the cowards way.