We just drifted apart and then with the affair ... Who knows? Maybe we’ll reconnect to the way we felt when we first met and get back together.”�...You don’t really believe that,” I said. “If you believed that, you would have stayed in Charlotte. Moving back to Atlanta was your fresh start, your clean break.”She sighed.“I just didn’t see anything to stay for. My job was wrecked, my marriage was done. There’d be months of questions from friends and then years of people trying to put us back. I reached over and unlocked the door. It cracked and I saw an older black man wearing a suit looking at me. I was nervous and just kept watching the porn. He stepped in, closing and locking the door behind him. I was sitting on the bench, completely nude as he stood in front of me, massaging the lump in his pants. I reached over with my small hand and squeezed his bulge. I unzipped his pants and reached in and pulled his hard on out. I got down on my knees and tasted it, then put it all in my. I put that thought out of my mind as he was moving in my direction and I did not have the chance to get behind him. Standing at the back of the small water tanker that Brodie kept for the small control burns I waited.The wait itself was interrupted as we both heard the sound of gunfire outside. Stepping towards the windowed garage door to see what was going on outside, he never looked in my direction.As fat as he was I remembered him as one of the two that watched beyond the police tape back at. Contessa's eyes fixed on the young form entering her domain. She watched as the girl nervously looked around, clearly at a loss for what to do next. Contessa smiled, inhaling the scent of the girl's fear, sweat and arousal."Come over here and strip," said the woman, not moving from her chair.Trembling with fear, her arousal beginning to climb to its former heights, Kara walked over to the woman. She couldn't see her very well, and she herself was only dimly illuminated by the candle light. With.