Then it all started like she was liking me. We were texting day and night. But never had it come like sex and all. It was good being with her. We both...like each other’s company. We were having fun every weekends with parties and all.It was fun. Once she proposed me her love to me. I rejected it saying I can’t be her love for her life. As I didn’t wanted to get into unnecessary relations where love is just attraction/lust. Even she was upset. So settle this I said I can be Ur best buddy. She was. Then, she had an annoying habit of shouting when I poked her deeply with my rampant cock.Lastly, she had this fetish about kissing that must have been with her from childhood. Her tongue was so demanding that she constantly had her mouth open, and she would kiss me in unexpected places when I least expected it.I guess the saving grace with Sam was that she had about the tightest cunt I had ever had the good fortune to use for my pleasure, and she was quite liberal in putting it out for me. I invited her in for dinner and she never left,” giggled the patient.“It’s true,” Mel confirmed. “But it’s much more than that.”“I love hearing these stories. What happened?”Jackie said, “She was sweet, but naive. And we became family. It was different in our day.”“She’s right. She taught me the game, showed me love, gave me discipline,” Mel shared.“You see, this one,” Jackie pointed. “She was real smart. Smarter than most folks twice her age. She just needed to know the streets. I wanted her. ’ Puzzled, Steve put the note down, undressed down to his underwear, grabbed soap and towel, and went across the hall to take a shower. The hot shower both relaxed and invigorated him. He went back across to his room, and put on an old set of hospital scrubs he often slept in. Just as a precaution, he brushed his teeth. Sensing the need for quiet from the tone of the letter, Steve was careful as he walked down the hall to Louise’s room. He saw light under Mark’s door only. Steve smiled wryly:.