“Do you like arse?” she asked again in her professional voice smiling waiting for my answer, I smiled, “Yes miss” I replied, “Good boy” sh... replied getting up off the sofa turning around and kneeling on the sofa holding on to the back with her cute rounded arse up in the air, WOW!!, “Show me how good you are Jerry”It was like all my Christmases had come together as I got on my knees behind her and surveyed what was in front of me, her legs were slightly spread showing her panties tight up her. Frank kept in touch all be it a Christmas card every year a little note with it he seemed happy at first but over the next seven years his little notes showed he had married a shrew. Then we had a knock on the door and Frank was there, in a way it was lucky we had no visitors as we were now into swinging, we got the story of the divorce and how miserable she made him, should have listened to us etc. I don't know why he decided we were to be the lucky souls to help him through the rough patch,. O I haven't completed this short story I started a week or two ago, but I would like some opinions none the less :) Merci I had plenty of time to think. I had a somewhat fucked up childhood and then ended up marrying a whore but was in love with her sister. When you're in jail, you do a lot of thinking about what could have been.I figured Kathy wouldn't be talking to me anymore if I was lucky enough not to serve much time. Maybe somehow, someway I could start over, but I would prefer to do it with Kathy. I couldn't get her out of my mind and I've never even kissed her like you would a girlfriend.I was arraigned.