She said. She didn’t knew what to say. As this has never happened before with her. And she thought about this. And said that lets get to know each o...her.And the next day we went for our first date. She was looking beautiful on that date. This happened like 2 more times. And after that I finally proposed her. And she accepted. Without a slap this time. So. Now. Yesterday. When she was coming to my house. I waited for her outside. And took her to a hotel. Well. It was a special day so.I took her. She: then,Me: and I will open your mouth with mine to reach your tongue out and I will fight with it, mean while I will place my palms on your firm round mounds press it gently until you moan in my mouth and with my other hand I will place my hand on your thighs and gently slide and rub your pussy, making your pussy wetter and will finger it on top your clothes.She: I’m wet again….Ahhh ahhh….Don’t stop, keep talking dirty.Me: I will slide my hand into your pants and will reach your clit and. The ceiling was nearly twelve feet high. I would have to find a ladder to reach the light sockets."Jimmy, take your flashlight and look for a ladder. I would think there might be one here somewhere." There is one right behind you Papa and there is a bucket of light bulbs on the floor beside it." Thanks, Sandy." The ladder was a tall stepladder and Jimmy could just barely reach the ceiling to screw the bulbs into the sockets. I had him put in a floodlight in every third socket to give us plenty. I have something for you.’ I got out of bed and went to the closet where my suit jacket was hanging. I reached into the inner breast pocket and retrieved an envelope. ‘Here,’ I said, handing it to her, ‘this is yours.’ She opened the envelope and read the note in it aloud: To whom it may concern: Please be advised that on the June 7, 1995, I, James Bromfield did urge and solicit Bette Cox to commit acts of prostitution with sundry unidenti fied persons. (signed) James Bromfield Given under my.