" "Ok, David, maybe it is too soon, but you have to know something, all these memories of us together are overwhelming me, I still love you," she said... tearfully. I took her back to the living room. Sitting on the couch, arm in arm, I told her there were things she needed to know about me. "You may not like me so much after I tell you these things." "What, like you are a serial killer," she laughed? "No, seriously, David, what could be that bad?" "I only came back here because Father was ill. Tonight I knew that my wife was out having fun with her friends and I thought that she told me our daughter was going to be staying the night at a friends house anyway, so I decided to accept the offer and cracked one open with them in the parking lot. As a couple of the guys were starting there beers they were getting in and out of there cars and getting out of there work clothes to some extent, as I did as well. Some were getting dressed to go out after work and other, like myself, were just. I really wanted to enjoy kissing those thighs n massaging them.The shaving of the head was complete n they asked barber the amount n paid him. They asked him to collect all the hair in a bag n gives them. The barber behaved rude that the hair belongs to him after shaving n he will not return as there was no such deal made earlier n said that it is this way that if u want your hair then u must have told me earlier n I would have charged u extra amount. As you have not mentioned it earlier I will. "Come closer, Nathan, get right over here. Do it, Nathan, do it, do it now," she said as I slowly stroked up and down."Does it feel good, Nathan, tell me how it feels, I want to know?" Yeah, really good." Come on, Nathan, tell me more about how it feels. Be more descriptive." Um," I stalled, trying to think exactly what she might want from me, "um, it makes the end feel all tingly when I rub it like this. Like my whole middle feels good." Does this help?" she asked as she pulled the towel down.