I figured I’d better read the letter first to see what it was all about. Dear Charlie, I’m sure this is no surprise to you, as we almost never se... each other. I wasn’t looking for it but over the last few visits to London I’ve fallen in love with one of the lawyers there. At this point I dropped my cava with pieces of glass shards flying everywhere. The well-trained staff immediately cleaned it up and brought me a new glass. The woman with the long dark red hair and the perky nipples looked. Kelly was not there, only Ritchie. There was a gym mat on the floor with assorted free weights. Clearly he had been working out. He was shirtless, his chest flecked with sweat. He said, "Hey college boy." "Hey." "Sorry about the other day," he said. "I didn't wanna hurt ya." As was usually the case of late, my erection was instantaneous. Little Richie Givens didn't wanna hurt me. He came close to me and I thought he looked different somehow. He still had that freckled, boyish look with those. Her heart was truly light, she walked on a cushion of air and everything was wonderful.Even at work, those awkward moments when there was nothing to do and she was waiting for her next assignment became full with reflections on and images of her lover. Binta smiling. Binta laughing. The things she would say as they nuzzled together under the silk sheets. Everywhere was imprinted with her image. It was so vivid. As was the remembrance of her voice heard so clearly in her mind's ear, reassuring. That's a big one, she said, can I touch it? Sure, I replied. Melody put her hand around it and began rubbing it up and down my shaft. Her hand was soft and warm and felt wonderful stroking me. Suddenly she asked, has anyone ever sucked on it? No I said. Let me show you how it feels, she offered. Melody kneeled down in front of me, lifted my throbbing cock to her lips and put her mouth over the head. Her warm moist mouth felt even better than her soft warm hand. I shook from excitement. She then.