My girlfriend sweetly smiled at me, asking me if I had a cigarette because she was dying for one. I gave her a confused look, seeing as she knew I did...'t smoke. The groom answered that he did, and she invited him outside the house for a smoke, since she knew my friend hated the smell of cigarettes and always made people go outside to smoke. She suggested that, since I didn't smoke, I should stay inside and watch after everyone who had too much to drink. Not wanting to cause a scene, I agreed. I can make anyone wet or hard. All my fans say so. You should see the emails I get. "Love your work!", "Your the best!", "I came FOUR times!!!".Those are real. I didn't make them up. I can write erotica with the best of them, and my fans say so. Actually, that's not true. I'm not very good at writing romance. Nope! Not at all. Suck actually. Should have said BDSM. Yes, that's what I write well. Just like my fans say I do.You know what BDSM stands for don't you? Bondage Dominance etc... Well. Finally, we wiped ourselves and took a pause before getting dressed.Suddenly I heard sound of a TATA sumo approaching towards us from behind. I could make out that it was Police and immediately started my car. This road was not in a good shape to speed with deep pot holes, still I tried to do around 50 KMPH. The Sumo was getting closer as they have nothing to bother about even if the vehicle breaks down. I knew that was not going to help me, so I looked for an open areafrom where I could take a. What kind of future does that leave open for me as a heterosexual female? Do you see the bigger problem now?" This time I took his hand as I spoke to him. I couldn't help myself. I wanted to touch him as I had just a few days ago. "It wasn't a problem Sunday?" he said and I sighed. No, he was right it wasn't a problem a day before that. I was willing to keep what I had been forced into if only I could have been allowed keep what I had found, love. Was I just making excuses now? A flash of.