I'm sure I got some sleep that night, but I have no idea when or how much. It seemed to me I tossed, turned and stared at the ceiling or out the windo... all night long.After taking my shower the next morning, I used a washable hair color to change my looks and dressed in a style my wife would not associate with her husband. Going back to the lobby, I used the pay phone again to call my wife's room. Again no answer, but I left a message that I had tried to call, and would be away from the office. I took it in as I ate my fried eggs and toast. I, too, spent time as doing what he has mentioned.My name is Oleg Ursu. I was born and raised in the eastern European nation of Moldova. I live with my wife, Valentina, and three c***dren in the city of Comrat. I am a general practice physician. I swallowed a gulp of my tea as I recalled my youth. I speak Romanian, Russian, English and a little bit of French.In 1995, I spent 10 months in Houston, Texas, U.S.A. an international exchange student. I. She leaned against the car with her tiny white elbows and her short skirt rose up a little in the back. If there was anyone walking behind her they would be getting a clear look of her asshole and pussy because of the crotchless leotard that she was wearing underneath the skirt.Juliana: “I’m sorry Hun, I don’t know who Tee-Ray is. I’m just a visitor here. My name is…my name is Jewel.”She didn’t know why she suddenly just changed her name. It wasn’t that she was afraid to give them her real. Sara pulled the shower head from the wall and twisted it. The water stream went from a big soft spray to a more powerful small spray. I watched as she got to her knees in front of me and spread my pussy wide open.She pointed the shower head at my pussy, spraying the powerful water directly on my pussy and clit. It was something I had never felt before, it tickled me as well as gave me immense pleasure. It sort of made my pussy throb, but that may have been the water. Whatever it was, it was.