To me, and to my legal wife. I don’t think what I want can succeed any other way. I can’t accept the compromise that you offered.”“So it reall... was goodbye,” Karin said.“I think you were aware of that when you made the offer,” I said gently.“I guess I was,” she sighed. “Will you marry Bethany?”“That’s what I want, yes. I think it’s just a matter of time.”Karin laughed softly, “So now it’s you who’s waiting, instead of the girl. That’s quite the reversal for you.”“I’m glad you can laugh. I feel. His heated body could take no more and his need overrode his normal inhibitions. His hand moved down and grasped his straining erection. With thoughts of Christine whirling inside his overheated brain, his hand began to move. Throwing the bedclothes from his body, he slid half out of his bed to rest his feet on the floor. His hips arched up to meet the downward stroke of his hand and his head pressed back deep into his mattress. His breathing ragged, he moaned Christine's name, as his hand. “You really don’t like to talk, huh?” I just stared at him with a deadpan expression. ‘MightyMach’ was an average looking guy with a stocky build, the kind of build one is likely to see in a construction worker. I had one major issue with him. He liked to talk. A lot. Not in a condescending ‘I love my own voice’ sort of way. He was interested in people. He wanted to know all their joys and all their woes. An admirable trait, all things considered. But a trait I, personally, didn’t find worth. From our home town my father and mother went to that place leaving me here because I was doing my engineering, we gave all our 4 houses on hire expect my room in the last floor of the house, the 2 houses in the ground floor have been given to an office and 2 houses in the 1st floor have been given to residences where two families are leaving. One day I was in full heat so I was masturbating my self while seeing an sex movie in my computer, suddenly some one rushed into my room from the outside.