The memories of Brenda are very fond. I'll never forget that scent and how wet we made the bed. I can still hear her scream right as her pussy explode.... It's just as well. She died abruptly of a heart attack at the young age of forty five, I was very sad that day when I read the obituary. She died single and that broke my heart for her. We would have made each other happy. Especially in the bedroom.Then there was Margaret. My mistress of five years. Margaret was a very plain looking woman who. But Pierre Gosselin still had some morals left."Lise, this is a very serious matter, we would need to talk it through..."She suddenly got up, her nice round hips swaying left and right, and went to close the door. With the clanking sound of the handle, Pierre gulped. "Would you like to get up and talk?" asked his student.Pierre accidentally blurted out a truth:"I can't..."She giggled. He found it charming. She came back to him (hips : left, right - breasts : bounce, bounce) and leaned on her. Do you mind picking me up at the lakeside gazebo?”, I wrote and send. After the notification came out, I let the phone drop into the water without a care in the world. Now smiling even wider than before, I opened the little bottle of distilled beverage and slowly fell to the venom of the liquor. In slow gulps, I savored the sensation that left my throat and lungs burning in the effervescence. With a heart burning with the alcohol, I was taken possession by the spirit in the bottle and my. It was a little later that morning when Jason, one of the other partners, approached her. “Are you terribly busy Allison? If not I’d like you to come and take minutes for a meeting.”Allison was happy to agree to anything that would get her mind off of the previous evening and was soon sitting with her notebook in one of the conference rooms. Two of the other senior partners came in and then, to Allison’s concern, Lionel.Jason started the meeting with a brief nod to all around the table. “Harry,.