Put the ball in her court, for a change. See if she makes an effort, if nothing happens in a week, then leave. Move in here, or somewhere, and then wa...t a month. If she doesn't change or want you back, then I say go ahead with the divorce." Do you always argue with your lovers like this?" I asked laughingly."No, Bob. I only argue with the cute, stubborn ones that I want all for myself, to have forever."I went home that night, and Cathy was still up reading. She was almost finished with the book. Soon I feel her become even wetter, her cries of passion become louder, she tosses her head back, and screams as an orgasm rips through her once again. I slow the pace of my thrust, feeling her warm juices trickle down the length of my cock. She smiles at me and then nestles her head in my shoulder for a moment before pushing me away. I pull my length out if her slowly, tantalizingly and she gasps again as it pops free. With a sassy smile and whip of her hair, this creature again. But I was determined to remind her that just because Katie was getting better didn't mean I loved her any less.I pressed forward and she returned my hug, gripping my shoulders tightly. There was a fierce clinginess as she wrapped me up and sagged against my chest, a soft whimper coming out.Feeling reassured, I bent my head to hers puckering for a kiss. That was when the third and final sign reared its ugly head. She leaned up to kiss me, and then at the last moment she turned her head away and. He heard the call, "Base, Six-Two out on a traffic stop," but it didn't have any particular significance; he never gave it a second thought. His attention was more on the mail, anyway.There was always a wad of mail, some days worse than others, and a fair amount of it came with his name on it, so he couldn't leave it to the office girls to go through.This Friday, though, the mail wasn't too bad, but it had already brought bad news. The first letter he'd opened was from the Farm Home.