Being soul-mates for so long has meant that I know you all too well, my death is going to kill you. I can’t allow that and neither will my friends. ...ou have touched each of these women and yet you have no knowledge of just how deeply. Each has a gift or a characteristic that will compliment you and make you whole again. Only when its time will you love again, you will know when and each of my friends will be ready for that day. Like real love it is unconditional. They share each other just as. Katy has gone away for weekends before to meet up for some sexual fun. Many of those exploits her and Carol have spoke about over coffee or a glass of wine. So at least Carol would not get suspicious with her absence. Many tears passed her eyes not knowing where her daughter’s were and whether they were safe. She was in a dilemma as she wanted to call the police but at the same time did not want to offend this Mr. Jones. Katy lived just with her two c***dren most of the time due to the amount. .2004-Present: Her name is not important but to make things easier I will call her Paula. She wandered into my lifeless chatroom one day and left without saying a word, so I pmmed her and asked whether she was interested in hypnosis or perhaps had any questions about it. She was curious, as most of the girls had been. I explained a few things, but she quickly changed the subject after reading my profile about my parents' death and became instantly sympathetic towards my plight. Which is. Her moans of pleasure move to soft gasps of discomfort. I'm lecturing now, nothing serious, the serious conversation can wait till tomorrow, for now it's friendly telling off, reminders not to disappear, reminders I'm there and not to shut me out, and reminders my DVDs go back not only in cases but the correct ones ! With a final flurry of smacks, I conclude, helping her to her feet, I embrace her, I remind her I care, remind her I'm in charge, remind her she's forgiven now. Walking her to the.