She gripped it, squeezing, holding still as if to feel the masculine power of my erection, the heat of my blood. She held me and it was beautiful. I d...dn't care that she was my nie ce. She was in my bed, making love to me.Her grip stayed firm as her hand began slowly to slide up and down my cock shaft. I could almost feel her purr. "Oh unc e! You feel so strong. and so big, and so warm in my hand!"Pretence was over. Precum oozed from the eye of my cock making her hand slick. I didn't want her. She knew I was a stickler about dishes and that I had to rinse off every dish before putting it in the dishwasher. There was no hurrying up and doing a halfway job with me concerning dishes.After starting the dishwasher, I stripped and entered the bedroom with a rock hard cock gripped in my hand and a smile on my face.The riding crop landed on my butt with a hard crack. She was standing to the side of the door waiting for my entrance.I reached back and covered my butt with my hands, exposing. .”“Dat kinda goe-” she started.“I wasn’t finished,” I interrupted, “But until then, I really am enjoying being with you. When we split up, I think we will get back together now and again and have some fun and enjoy each other’s company again. You are very special to me. I don’t want to lose you, ever.”“Why can’t we stay togethuh from dis point fawhward, yuh know?” she asked.I stared deep in her eyes. I loved her; she was my best friend at that point. I was looking to see what she was thinking.. .. I mean this morning... but I'm not so sure I want to spend another minute in the fucking town.!" Then... you want to drop charges against Mr. Scott?" Hell no! I want him kept locked up!" We can't do that without formal charges?" I'll be a son-of-a-bitch... what can you do?" Prosecute him... when proper charges have been made against him!" Then, if I leave... nothing happens to him?"The desk-sergeant surveyed the salesman with disdain. "That's right! Gabby'll just get dried out, again...".