It was simply on and off, leaving her aching for sexual release - for love.And tonight - tonight had been the worst.Mona choked back her tears. Tears ...ould only be wasted on Frank. In their six months together, she had done more than her share of crying. It never helped anything. Never. Frank didn't even notice.Something had to be done. But what?She didn't know. Everything was too confusing.Frank continued to snore. Anger and frustration grew within her. She pushed up and stood. To remain in. "May I ask what bra brand you're wearing now?" It's a Glamorise 38D." An interesting choice. Well I should say that as far as myself, I pickmy bras as a result of some experimentation I did when I first startedwearing bras. At that time I found out that the bras from certain brandsjust tended to fit me better than those of other brands. So then I stuckto those brands. Of course, every so often I see a bra that is so prettythat I can't resist buying it. Often these are the kind of bras thatgirls. When we first started seeing each other she would make a lot ofcomments that inferred women were superior to men, as well as listeningto nothing but music made by women.We never had sex, then one night out of nowhere she gave me a blowjob.A really good one, the best I had ever had and she swallowed.About a week later she gave me another one. When she came up to me shetried to kiss me and I turned away. She got real mad and said, "If youdon't kiss me you will never receive another one of these.". ‘We’ve all probably had enough. But it is a Friday night so it won’t matter.’ I could smell the sea, almost hear it just beyond the dunes that guarded it. She stood, just looking and smiling. Then she sat on the table and looked harder at me. ‘Are you watching me?’ She grinned, ‘Yes, like you were watching me.’ ‘I was not! I could see you but………..’ Her finger touched my lip. ‘If you lie to me now, I will never talk to you again.’ Her finger lingered on my lip then slid into my mouth. ‘Tell the.