Her face takes on a worried look and her eyes move rapidly beneath her lids. I can tell she’s dreaming. And from the way her mouth frowns it must no... be a good one. The sheets fall off her legs and I see the scar. It’s barely visible, just a slight discoloration. I have to touch it. I trace it with the tip of my finger. I wonder how she acquired it. She mumbles something so low I can’t hear. I lean down to listen. ‘Don’t…’ I want to wake her and tell her she’s safe but then she smiles and. The women about 30 maybe and around 5-4 but not heavy or sinky tits kinda small but a great ass and her man nothing to speak of just a man now don't get me wrong they looked good but I could not say why. They sat a couple of tables from us and when the band started Kat wasted no time getting her to move with her. After a few they sat with us and at that time we found out they were married and names were Manny and Becky we drank and danced for about 2 hours when Becky went to the bathroom and. She was attending Holy Transfiguration at that point, so Father Herman was her confessor. She told Nik, and he put two and two together and came up with Mike and Tasha, but I have no idea if he or Tasha said anything to Father Nicholas about her not being a virgin. Nik was upset, as I told you, but she said she talked him off the ledge, so to speak, and he’s been nothing but friendly. Yes, I got the evil eye once, but he and Elizaveta are basically in the same boat with the ex-lover. On a few occasions I got a repeat performance when I'd hook up with a previous lover, but primarily it was fresh cock each trip I took. I always used a fake name (Elizabeth) and never mentioned that I was a teacher. I was always a lawyer (at the Ivy League bars) or some kind of an admin person (at the working class bars) and I tried not to hit the same bar more than once a year. So what does all this have to do with my story really beginning last May? Not much actually. Nobody discovered my.