Just a couple more days she thought, as she finally drifted off to sleep. She sees them standing there and they turn as she walks forward. All eyes ar... on her as the music plays and she continues towards the front of the church. Ah, her wedding she recalls, as her mind drifts back to that wonderful time. She can see the wedding party turn towards her as her father escorts her towards her soon to be husband. It’s so hazy, these faint whispers of her memory, people in the pews, her family, but. I questioned Gretchen and she said, “One of my aides is on maternity leave, one called in sick and the other is not scheduled until after lunch. Luckily you’re my only patient this morning.”The warm-up pad on my upper thigh relaxed me, and I was ready for another physical struggle of sorts. Once I had my pants off and the sheet over my lower body, Gretchen began. “Your skin is so dry, Mr. Jameson that I’ll need to put some moisturizing lotion on it so my hands won’t bruise you.” She poured some. She was clearly not okay. Maybe he should reschedule what he had planned later.“Look, I’m sorry about breakfast. I was a little preoccupied,” he said.“A little?” she asked sarcastically. Although she felt like she couldn’t have any more tears left, she could feel herself on the verge again.“Reina, talk to me,” he urged. “Tell me what has you so miserable.”She shook her head. She felt humiliated and wondered how long he had been sneaking around behind her back.“Rei, I’m sorry if I have said or. It would have been the wrong thing to do. You had three times as much to drink as I did, but you still kept your moral bearing." If my moral bearing was so high, why are we lying in bed together, completely naked?" Good question. I wanted to make love to you. You refused. I held your erect penis and asked, 'What are we going to do with this?'"You said, 'You can't put it in your vagina, your mouth, or your rectum'."I asked, 'What about a hand job?'"You didn't refuse, so that's what I gave you.".