We ate breakfast and talked about the previous day from the jerk to my rewarding Alex to my offer to the amazing sex. I think we talked for hours and ...ade some decisions. I was not going to talk to the jerk again and Alex is going to keep me to that with force if needed. I owe him two nights at his club and he promised that I would be with him only unless I decided I wanted more. I conceded that I wanted to learn to be a submissive for him and that I loved having him control me. Alex told me. “I know it had been worse but I had been over the tragedy and thinking about a new life after divorce”, she said.It felt as she had completely gone cold about her feelings and of being loved. Realizing my look, she withdrew her hand saying that she knew how much I loved her and be more than happy to take her back but it was too late for us so no ideas there.So we went back to her seat and exchanged our work experiences, laugh things around. The destination arrived and we exchanged numbers. We. Sally was happy.The lodge had a bar and dance floor adjacent to the dining room. On Friday and Saturday nights they had a combo playing dance music after 1900. We stayed for two sets. About 2030 one of the locals, who had too much to drink objected to Nancy and I dancing together. He was belligerent and loud. I looked at Joe. Joe shrugged his shoulders. Then Joe said on net, "He is out of line. He seems to be OK when sober. A controller just might sober him up fast!"I thought for a minute. Then. Please kiss me. Brian, I miss him so bad. Kiss me. Kiss me."I kissed her again and allowed her to push my hand against her breast, but when she started to sniffle through our kiss, I just pulled her to me and held her. We sank to the floor and I rocked her against me while she cried."I'm not a good substitute, sweetie," I whispered. "I don't want to be. But I'll be your friend. I'll hold you and let you cry. I'll even go talk to him if you want me to." Thank you. Don't talk to him. But please.