J coming into her life. She prefers to tell me and have me write it with her approval. I sit here telling my story to the man I love. However, I do so...in fear of what lies ahead for the man I love. He is a loving and caring man but also one who is bullheaded. He is punishing himself, taking the blame for an event that he had no hand in what so ever. I agreed to tell my side of the story only in hopes of getting back the man I love so dearly. I must tell you of my forgotten past in order to show. The first two showed Marta's body in motion, graceful and gorgeous. The final one presented a mandala circled by rings with a jigsaw puzzle of the harem with Joe and Marta at the center attaching to the other ladies. Odd and slightly disturbing, it mesmerized the audience before melting into whiteness."Yes, I have copies for everyone," Roger informed the guests. "And the Ravenous poster of course." The audience laughed and murmured as the posters distributed.Marianne took over, presenting an. He started to gently rub her ankles. He’d rub her ankles first, and slowly work his way all the way down to her toes. He used to do this when they were married. He’d liked it then. He loved it now.Olivia rested her right arm against a large pillow while Ben started to massage her feet, “So you want to hear about our children.” She phrased the word our sarcastically; a not so subtle reminder that he was an absentee parent.Ben kept ministering to her feet, “Yes.”Olivia kept her eyes on him like. 30 and then soon we went to bed around 9 pm. I helped Mami to finish earlier. Few minutes she was talking about her past, children etc. They had 3 girls and 2 boys. He was really a MAN. But i was not really participating her as i wanted to rest. It was small house with one room acting as living cum bedroom and other as kitchen. Rooms were very small. There was only one bed on which he slept and we both ladies slept on ground with mattress. He shut the main light and it was all dark. I also.