"With an almost pleading voice she said, "Harding, I was with you for solong and I was ready to serve you as my mistress for my life. I wascomfortable...and loved you. You betrayed that love. I know that I neverdispleased you, I never disobeyed you after the first year and I becamehappy."Stacy started crying as she continued, "You. Have no idea what PaulMelvin was like. He was horrible, insane. He beat me horrible. He rapedme but that was expected, but I hated him and never come to accept it. We tried practicing fucking standing up. We usually wound up on the floor laughing. Sylvia told me that anybody who could have sex more than twice without laughing was probably brain-dead. We tried having her sit on my lap while my dick was in her pussy. That required a lot fewer advanced gymnastic moves. I told her I had done some swinging with Ted and Melissa over the summer, fucking Melissa but just light play with Ted. I mean, if I had his dick in my mouth but he never ejaculated, that’s. Yet with my schedule, it took a few more weeks before she was able to come over. The following is the story of what occurred that very night.Viviana arrived at my place around 11 pm. She was a cutie...she had on some tight jeans, a cute blouse and some boots. Just as with our previous visit. We sat down on my bed, catching up what we been up to since our last hook up. Of course, someway somehow this lead to a kiss...kissing...make out...freaky tongue action. and wow...once again had one of the. That’s the woman my heart was transplanted into. I’m sure along the way I’ll find out why she needed a heart transplant but I don’t know that yet. What I do know is that I traveled along with my body to the hospital and was privy to all the discussions as to how to proceed. Valerie was nearing the end of her time for a transplant and soon she would not be strong enough to withstand the trauma of the operation.So, the first harvest from me was my heart. To give them time to determine what to do.