‘I’m leaving you…….’ Opening the drawer she removed the small bottle of pills. The small brown bottle half full. The small white pills nestl...ng inside offering blessed peace from the pounding in her head. Pills that she had been taking for so long, small white relief from the mundane numbness that her life had become. Placing the now empty small brown bottle on the polished surface she held up her left hand and turning it so that the back faced her she stared at the unpolished nails, the long. They come back to the table and sit down together,moni introduces Al to me and we talk and drink some more. Moni starts telling me that Al thought she was very hot and she told him I would be ok with her having fun with him as long as was there. I nodded ok. By this time Al already had his hand on her leg under the table anyway. She was smiling at him and i saw her close her eyes and I knew right away that he was fingering her pussy, she took her panties off again when she had gone to the. But I knew different.Seven years ago, she was just the girl down the street, headed for university,Yale maybe, now she was Mrs Matt Johnson, trophy wife for a fading Major league legend now property developer, and me, yeah, I never was going to University but I had a place in Engineering school all lined up, and I felt bitter as hell.They let me out early, "Plead guilty!" my so called lawyer ordered, "maybe they'll go easy on you."But for what, I just had a few drinks and sort of had this gap. As Ella obediently too the Sheik’s thick girth between her eager lips, she was so focused on the moment that she didn’t see the conspiratorial smile that passed between the two of them. ‘Yes, just like that,’ the Sheik encouraged, stroking her hair. ‘Show me what a good little cocksucker you can be.’ His refined accent made the statement almost sound articulate. It was the first time he’d spoken so crudely and the words sent a flash of heat around Ella’s body. He was about to discover exactly.