He'd been expecting a big scene. There was moisture in his eyes. That's when I decided to fess up."Simon. I have something to tell you. ... .... I hav...n't been faithful either. Like I said we're apart so much. I'm sorry too." Oh Kate, Kate. It's only been when I've been away." Me too. I love you so much Simon," and I started to cry.Somehow we managed to reach an understanding. Only on the road and don't bring home the details. Well the part about not bringing home the details didn't last. One. It was the best screwing I'd ever had.Don't get me wrong. I don't love Danny but I'm in love with his gorgeous cock. It's only a little longer than my husband's but much thicker and uncircumsized, with a head the size of a plum. I spend hours licking around the inside of the foreskin and sucking on his big balls. I find I let Danny do things to me I'd never let Bob do like come in my mouth and all over my face, and even screw me in the ass.I feel a bit guilty sometimes because I'm sure Bob is. "Then Fawn can crawl into the refrigerator with all the other ice cubes and finally be happy." I don't care," Fawn sniffed, acting aloof, but sulking and smoldering with jealousy. "Go ahead, I don't care." Look, you two, this is idiotic," Staci said. She grabbed her purse and her coat from the armchair by the door. "I'm going out. I have a few things to do. I'll probably be gone about an hour." You don't have to leave, Staci," Fawn said nervously.For a brief moment she felt as if she would. THE OLD WAREHOUSE OFF MADISON. WE START FILMING 8 AM. DON'T BE LATE. WEAR A BUSINESS SUIT AND MAKE SURE YOUR ASS IS CLEAN."Wow. How romantic. And also, what the fuck is he talking about?She writes back:"Hello to you, too. Dan, we talked about this. I don't work for you any more."She feels a twinge of sadness as she types it. Her career has started to skyrocket in the last few months and agents have started battering down her door. She had wanted to keep Dan, hell, he had gotten her this far..