But I can't stop your father from wantingto see you each week, much as I like to." At this stage she then turnedand spoke to Wendy. "Wendy I apologize...for speaking harshly to youearlier on. I KNEW all along that you'd never want to hurt Steven, butfor a while I thought you were all to blame. The fact is that Stevenseems to be somewhat emotionally distraught and I've failed to see it.The first thing I'm going to do is tell his father that Steven needs abreak from visiting him for a couple of. That marked a major turning point in our relationship. Right or wrong, what I had gone through had stilled the fear that was growing in Sally. I had experienced the path Amud had talked about. I would not lead her down the wrong one or take a wrong turn to a disastrous destination. She knew now she could trust me as completely as I had trusted her.She literally glowed in her happiness. Amazingly, over time we found we could sense each other. Not in a conscious sense, but at a certain. He started to lick slowly at the folds of my pussy and spread my lips apart with his tongue before sucking on my swollen clit. I was moving my hips and pushing my fanny against his tongue. He slipped first one then two fingers inside my fanny and pushed them in and out while he sucked hard on my clit.I was starting to get really wet, my hips were grinding on his face, covering it with my juices. I couldn't hold back any longer, "oh fuck yes." I screamed as my fanny pulsated and gripped his. In moments of inebriation I wondered if there was only one person in the world that was the perfect partner and Keira had been mine. In those moments I regretted pushing her away. In morning sobriety my life felt dull, boring, the passing of time painfully slow. Work suffered. One cannot be creative when drowning. Colleagues noticed and began to ask questions. A damaged Triumph sat waiting for attention in the rented garage I used as a workshop. I just didn't care about anything, not even.