I've never had any moral qualms about our relationship. Hell, how could it be wrong? Whoever and whatever Annie is, the bond between us is purely and ...imply one of love. The sex is fantastic, our shared love is warm and comforting, our home is as much a home as if it were filled with kids and puppy dogs. Sometimes I wonder if I'm imagining the whole thing, and that one day Annie will pop out of existence, never to reappear. Well, if that turns out to be the case, at least I can say it was a. ..no."Alex Reilly sniffed the air over me. "You were consuming large amounts ofspirits, weren't you?" I maybe had a few drinks." My head was now clear. Thank goodness for ourfast healing!Alex just stared at me in disbelief."You had more than 'a few', honey! If my recall of your memory can betrusted, a dozen glasses of Kili's trademark distillation will neverqualify as 'a few'!" Alex looked distracted for a second. "Oh, and you evenbrought me a present. Really Alex, you shouldn't have." Her. She got up and marched across the field and went behind the toilets. There were usually a few others there, it was a popular place to get a blow job and some of the trashier girls let their boyfriends fuck them, but this time we were on our own.I stepped up to her, put my hand on her tiny tits and tried to kiss her. She pushed me away hard.“You get none of that,” she said, “just what did your trashy mother think she was doing telling my mother we were seeing each other.”I almost told her that. ” It was Becks stood behind me.“Oh, hello there, do you really think so? It's not too bright?”“Believe me, it suits you just perfectly, you’ll be stunning in it, a real lady killer.”What did she just say? I thought. ‘Lady Killer.’On an impulse, I decided to buy it. After I had paid, Becks asked me, “Fancy a coffee or maybe something stronger? I know just the place.”“Why not.” I found myself saying.It was a lovely bar, real old-fashioned, in a French colonial style, but spotlessly clean and.