“Sure, I think you’re gorgeous, but you’re also about half my age.” “That doesn’t matter, and besides, it’s not half. Maybe fifteen year....” “Maybe a little more,” I chuckled. “And, truth be known, I do care. But that’s more about hating to see you in such pain.” “I heard you. And, I was wrong. You say my name like it was velvet.” “Shania,” I protested gently. “See?” she said. “Velvet.” I shook my head. “No, I think you want to love me. But, why won’t you let me stay with you, sleep with you?”. She did not talk about what had happened that night. She acted like she had not Let Khan fuck her or had actually been fucking him back in front of me. I couldn't get it out of my mind. At night as I lay there beside her all I could think of was watching her fucking Khan. I could still see her spread out willingly in front him, being mounted. It excited me and I wanted more of it.A few nights later in which we once did not have sex, the first time that ever happened, I pulled her towards me as. I am very aroused as I get closer and closer, and suddenly fear that she might be really scared at the touch of a strange man. She is so beautiful that I just have to take that chance, I cannot resist the temptation. I kneel down next to her and notice she is sleeping. The first touch sends shivers down my spine, my fingers touching her upper thighs, the heat of her skin against them, amazing. I gently let my fingers glide over her body, she still seems asleep so I let me fingers move gently. The place seemed immense, but only held twenty-one-thousand people.The couple left the area, and continued to jog through various city streets and parks for another hour. They cooled off by walking the last yards to the hotel. Ginger looked hyper-appealing as they got to the main entrance. About five-hundred lawyers from the convention were waiting for their cars from the valet or taxis as they walked up. Dave noted that he attracted zero glances. Ginger created five-hundred fantasies as they.