‘My God, Margie? Is that you? I’m so sorry. I really am. I don’t know what I could’ve been daydreaming about. Are you okay?’ She laughed at ...is obvious discomfort with the entire situation. But she assured him, ‘I’m fine, Charlie…relax. It is Charlie, right?’ He nodded, a part of him actually sad to admit it. Margie dusted off her flowery dress and Charlie again admired it’s simple attractiveness. Even though the dress was flowing in the gentle breeze and Margie’s hands were batting at it to. I heard her begging, "please just fuck me. Please." But not yet. It was not yet time. There was so much more fun to be had.I stood her up and took her hand, leading her to my couch. Once there I sat down and she removed her blouse and undid her skirt, letting both fall to the floor.I moved my hand in a slow circle and she spun around just as slowly. I could see her juices dribble down her leg as she faced me and the spot of oil between her ass where my fingers had been. I took my own pants off. Do you know yet?" Get an address for her or a location where I can have her served and get on with the divorce." If Marge got into the long lost sister stuff with your wife maybe she got the information on how to stay in touch. I'll see if I can get it out of her if she has it."But before Sherrie could get in touch with her sister Marge called me."I got your number from your wife." And you just had to call me why?" The girl is hurting. She loves you and she needs to talk to you." I don't need. My lover was almost all I needed. As her girl, I did what she wanted me to do and she kept me happy. But now this Mr. Tucker wanted his turn with me. Jana, what should I do? Please tell me how I am going to get out of this mess, think of something for me.“Rosa, listen to me carefully. This Mr. Tucker is like so many other men. They get you trapped in a situation and then think they can just use you all they want. I’ve got a better plan.”“We’re going to get him before he can get you and if.