What would I write about?”She flashed a sexy smile. “Well, that would be up to you. Maybe……you have a favorite fantasy? Something you’...e always wanted to try but…..found there was something that held you back?”He looked thoughtful, ideas flashing through his mind like a DVD on fast forward. “So…..would I post it…..or…..just keep it between us?”It was Katie’s turn to look thoughtful for a moment. “I think…..you should post it. Wouldn’t it be fun to see what kind of comments you. The idea of a strong man with a large tool drove her crazy, she often thought about the men she worked with. Playing with herself whilst watching porn, but super imposing the men at work, she wondered who had the largest manhood. She fantasied about fucking her boss, as she forced her husband to watch. She already new he was 'packing', he couldn't hide his bulge. She would purposely walk into his office, with her legs ever so slightly apart with slight curve in her spine, pushing her shapely. I mean, not about your career but that you had a heart problem –She cuddled to me and started crying again. I wiped her tears and said,– crying is only gonna make things worse, Fareeda. You should not waste your nutrients in your tears. I will make some food for you –She was okay, after some time but I understood that she was not in a mood for sex. She said,– qamar, I will tell you as much as I can, before I go. I want you to report them all to the people… –And it was then she said,– …if. You know, villages which London has swallowed up. But they still keep some of their identity like Cheadle has.“I understand about the additional stress setting up the office, I know I can cope with that one: I had to work really long hours when I arrived here. In fact I can actually help you. But there’s another stress: if you were to come, my flat is very small, too small for two people to live there for long. We would have to find a bigger place, and rents are astronomical.”“That’s easy. We’d.