"None of youremember, but last week when your friends were over for the big game...I held job interviews for the position. Well actually, we played a...bitof a game...biggest asshole gets the job. Bet you can't guess who wonthe vote by a landslide." You might want to brace yourself, sweetie...I understand the first stepis a doozy."A moment later, my whole world is transformed...into agony. As if I wason fire from the bottoms of my feet to the hair on my head, nothing but aburning pain so. Boy were we wrong. Whenever I slept in his bed we'd always kiss goodnight...it was just a normal thing for us...so that night when we kissed goodnight who would expect something to happen?? Well, he was sort of leaning over me so when he kissed me he slipped his tongue in my mouth and we just went at it hard core. It seemed like we were kissing for hours but in reality it was only a few minutes before he started slipping my nightgown over my head. He was pleased to find that I don't wear. I can hear you begging me, begging me in your softest and sexist voice to release youWhy would I place our journey to risk? I suspect you are questioning why I am sharing these things with you now. Simple because I can.You see, this is not about ordinary sex. This is about loving you, a love that takes to go beyond. This is about unfurling your sails into the winds of a hard earned passion.For you, that presents a dilemma, a paradox even.You could not unfurl anything with any lack of. Feeling calmer and much more at easy with the situation I left the bath and dried my clean curvy body. I went into the bedroom and changed into my new white guipure lace dress, recently purchased from Zara. I love wearing dresses, Sophia always passed comment on what a contrast the two of us must cast when we went out together, her in trouser suit and office shirts, me barelegged in pretty sumer dresses with flared skirts. I examined myself in the mirror, I look good, pretty the kind of mummy.