G.A. Boulevard exit. Taking that exit, Sara turned right on P.G.A., and then after a short distance, turned left onto Military Trail. ‘We’re almos... home, baby,’ Sara smiled as we turned right onto Winchester Road, then left onto Ficus Street. As we pulled into the second driveway to the right, I teased, ‘I always knew that my girlfriend would have a beautiful home.’ ‘Uh, excuse me, Bryan,’ she giggled, ‘Don’t you think we’re a bit beyond being girlfriend and boyfriend?’ ‘You’re right,’ I. You stood over thescene, looking down on your disciples and your victim, savouring this straight woman?sinitiation into your private and secret world were there were no limits on fetishand no restrains on your powers. My strugglesslowly diminished to a resignation of my state, and a fear of what ?delights?you would force upon me. My husband and daughters would all be concerned at mynon appearance in the airports concourse, and even now I foolishly imagined thepolice force scanning the airport.. Dave chimed in as he neared her. All four of the boys closed in on her, forcing her to step back, back enough for her luxurious and plump ass, wet and goosebumped to rub against me, rub against my manhood which I soon realized was raging. With her back turned, my hands snatched outward, grabbing what I wanted to grab, her famous, ever popular breasts. This mind of mine melted, fog became heavy and I acted on pure instinct, a rarity for someone of my&hellip,.caliber? Yes, caliber. Even before. "Why should you? It served my purpose to let everyone think we were still in a relationship. You'd really be surprised at just how many women will stab you in the back and have an affair with someone they think is involved with you." Hey, look, girl, that goes for both sexes. If there's a bit on the side available, most guys will take a shot at it and bugger who they stab in the back in the process." Anyway, Stewart, you're not attached at the moment and neither am I. If you can forget about.