She often told me she loved me and I guess she did, but to her it was an abstract kind of love. Pledging her love was like a turn of phrase, I guess. ...nd to my shame I have to admit that it took me years before I understood. You see, I never wondered who Alicia was in whatever 'real time' there might be. I fell in love with the girl I met in cyberspace, not with the girl (woman? man?) whose fingertips typed her into life.When I once tried to convince her that true love could very well exist in. He’ll think I’m watching him because I’m hungry. And I am, but it’s not an omelet that I’m hungry for – it’s Rick. Rick wears his pajama pants and nothing else while he cooks. I know there’s nothing underneath the pants because it’s morning, and Rick sleeps in the nude, and because the waist always slips down on his hip, exposing the concaved dip between Rick’s leg and his groin. A stirring between my legs, faint at first, will strengthen the more I ogle Rick because he is beautiful and. The Head of State looked up quickly. "Oh? Good! Send in the bag," he ordered the boy, who studied him quizzically, afraid to make a mistake with orders he didn't understand but just as afraid to ask what those orders meant. Happy saw his confusion. It was exactly what he hoped to produce. "A bag is an old woman," he explained to Bou."Well, she isn't exactly... Yes, sir. You want the ambassador's wife, sir!"Happy grinned at him in mock appreciation of his intelligence. He nodded. The boy. She was as happy as she could remember being in a long while. She had two men she was in love with. One treated her like a queen and fucked her the way she loved it, the other (me) stood by her thru the worst of times and had an uncanny knack for making her come one blistering orgasm after another. Still, she felt a little guilty at times, but she couldn't help herself. She had two loves and they were both dynamite in bed in their own way.Though she had sex with Suyi a day ago, she still felt a.