"Wasn't so much what he said, as to what he did," she giggled just like a teenage girl. "Which reminds me. Your father's taking me out to dinner tonig...t, and then dancing afterwards. He's also booking us a room at a nice hotel for afterwards so we don't have to drive home late tonight." In the middle of the week? Or rather should I say, on a Monday?" I know," she grinned again. "Kind of fun thinking about it, good way to start off the workweek," she said with the biggest smile on her face that. I went to the bedroom and got a couple of dildos some lube, as I came back to where Sara was tied up and I put some music on loud enough to mask quiet noises. Kneeling in front of Sara I parted her pussy with both thumbs and licked the juices that glistened inside, Sara moaned; standing up I kissed and nibbled her hard nipples before picking up my phone and texting Jack. Moving back to Sara I kissed her mouth passionately while my fingers played in and out of her pussy, she gripped the ropes in. The dejected slope of her shoulders as she sat demurely with her hands in her lap and her head slightly bowed completed the vision of a very sad person. The dozen long stemmed roses that he had brought to her lay forgotten on the table nearby. He removed his coat and kneeled on the floor in front of her. ‘I’m sorry, I know you were right. I never should have left in a huff this morning. I’ve been thinking about you all day.’ With a wan smile she took his face between her hands and kissed him.. I had no closure. At the beginning of the year I thought you might still call. I don’t know. But I waited. I waited until Thanksgiving. And after that, when I knew how much time I had wasted on a bastard like you, I started to hate. And my hating was going on just fine until you show up here today. Besides, aren’t you the one who’s supposed to be apologizing?’ ‘I’m sorry, okay. Saying goodbye somehow felt like admitting that it never had a shot. But it did. And I gave it up anyway. I gave it up.