This is unbridled passion, and intensity, this is the awareness that there’s a bottomless well of deeply-buried emotions simmering under the surface...of his gaze, rising further and further to the forefront, about to cascade at any moment into the dusky, stifling air, to radiate the room and bounce off the low ceilings and flood back over you both in a capturing embrace. Overwhelming. Overpowering. And magnetic, enigmatic — like a moth to the flame. This is intelligence, every movement, every. Joey giggled at his own joke as usual.Regretfully he was about to put the toilet paper away when he saw they hadn't done the Ambruster's across the way. He wasn't sure why. They didn't have any kids. Maybe they were afraid of Mrs. A. Some kids thought she was kinda weird and she did get mad easily. Joey couldn't see why they would be scared though. She was a pretty, dark hair woman of 30 or so who wrote books that were kinda copies of Harry Potter. She did have a bad temper she got really mad. I move forward, unbuckling my seatbelt so he gets the full view. Nervous but excited I grip the bottom of my v-neck, smile, and pull it up to my chin. Once I trap my shirt under my chin, I grab the top of bra and pull down releasing my tits. His mouth falls open, I give a little shake just for fun and his gape turns into a toothy grin. I giggle and let my shirt fall. Kyle is laughing and turns back to the guy, “Our sauce?” The guy reaches to the side and pulls out a handful of sauces. “All. Ionly expected to dress in my own room, while hoping I'd get to dress inyours.You didn't know how much I wanted you? How much I knew that you would bethe exquisite feminine special woman that you are?I had hoped so, and dreamed it might be, but didn't want to overstepanything.You never will. Just be Jessica. Always.I am Jessica. And I am yours.And I am as happy as can be. You honor me with your love.You complete me with yours.Yes, my darling.Peter, I want to be your darling. In every.