When I thought it was over, I thought of her, of us, of our happy memories, and how they’ll never happen again, and cried anew. At some points I eve... got hardened, I fantasized scenarios where I was over her, maybe she even wanted to talk to me and I’d laugh and tell her I wasn’t interested. Of course, those were just that – fantasies. I like to fantasize about having the upper hand, of Molly wanting me more than I wanted her, caring about me more than I cared about her, or even just wanting to. In any case, Michael will be far ahead of his contemporaries whenhe returns to St. A's after the New Year. As I write thesethoughts out for you, I have reached the conclusion that you canplan on that eventuality now, my dear. Whatever my misgivings, Ithink Michael will have earned his trousers by then. Well, Ihave to go and get this in the mail. With Love, JaneJane stuffed and stamped the envelope and sat back in herfavorite. He finally had his middle finger in her and he was twisting it and pressing it against that spot behind the clitoris that causes orgasms. She could feel the beginnings of an orgasm coming on and looked at him and whispered in his ear, “if you continue, I am going to cum right here at the table.” He smiled and his left hand continued to manipulate her pussy! In only a minute or two she had to bite her lip in an effort to keep from moaning out as her orgasm exploded and filled her with that. It hit me I had no plan! What the Hell did I expect todo?!?Oh, well. I was already here, might as well “go with theflow” and see what happens. Stupid but what other choicedid I have other than going back now?I made my way to grandma’s house – I knew she lived inthe same place back in 1979 – wondering what I’d say ifI knocked on the door and granddad or grandma answeredit…Fortunately as I stepped on the porch mom was justleaving the house with a towel.