Next, she bought me new seat covers and told me she'd never really sold my car. It had been in storage for the whole time I was with her. Cindy handed...back my debit card and told me there was five thousand dollars in my account. She also gave me a credit card with another five thousand dollars credit line on it. She had found me an apartment in a nice area of town and the rent was paid for the next year. There was nothing I didn't have then and, almost in tears, I asked her what I'd done wrong.. We were meeting regularly these days for coffee, for movie, for a poetry reading or a book reading session, i introduced plays to her, she introduced me to Art galleries, we were behaving like a true couple, but we were sure this is not going to end in any commitment, hence the relationship was so happy, without any commitment or without any pressure, sex was getting too good to handle, will narrate one instance here.It was 5.30 in the evening on a Friday, weekend was fast approaching, i was. At least there was a view of the band, but the pillars on both sides of me blocked most of the remainder of the bar. The music was again exquisite and penetrating. Sipping my drink, overlooking the cramped conditions, I immersed myself in the music. There was virtually no space behind my table, yet I heard several muffled voices. I turned my head casually to look back, seeing a small group of four older men had somehow worked their way behind one of the pillars and were standing very close to. ‘I want you to make love to me! I need you! I want you as badly as you want me!’ She laid back on the cot. ‘Please, Bobby, Touch me!’ Bobby slid his hand up between the nurse’s legs and his fingers began probing the slick folds of her vagina. Heidi gasped when bobby’s fingers touched her vagina. ‘Ohhhh!!!’ she moaned. ‘Yesss!!! That’s it, Bobby!!! Touch me there, there!!!’ This might be forbidden but it felt unimaginably good! She loved the way he was touching her! Bobby, who was a far more.