When we finally broke our kiss, I raised my head and looked down at her clothed body. I noticed to two damp areas around her breast where I had kissed...and suckled her nipples. I continued my gaze farther down the front of her dress to where I had ground my thigh against her private area. The front of her dress was a little darker than around her breasts. I began to giggle a little realizing I must have made her have as wet of an orgasm as she had given me. She looked down at herself and began. Pull up a chair and let me tell you my story.I have just about everything I need. I have a great apartment. I have money. I have no need to work. I have a best friend, Greg, and my girlfriend Janet. But one day I realized I felt I need something more! I looked at myself in the mirror. I was 33, balding and I weighed too much at 200 pounds. When I hang out with Greg my self-image is pretty good. Greg is about 5 years younger than me and works at the brokerage that I worked at before I got rich. It sounded eastern European of some sort, perhaps Russian or Ukrainian or Slovakian. ‘You have the cutest accent,’ I commented. ‘Where’d you get it from?’ ‘I’m from Russia,’ she answered. ‘A little town south of Minsk that you probably never heard of.’ ‘That’s what I thought!’ I replied. ‘Say, that’s not far from where my mother’s family came from. They’re Lithuanian, but don’t ask me exactly where.’ ‘You have a nice place here, Greg,’ she said looking around the yard. ‘Have you lived here. What do you want for that? I can pull together a bit more money, I’ve been putting in overtime and saving. I have my car I could sign over to you...”“Naw, I don’t need your money or your rust bucket” Bobbie cut me off.“Now Bobbie” I told her “You fooled me once, I’m not getting myself deeper with you on this. Why would I trust you again? I’m not going to make things worse for myself.”“I get that” she replied “But you admit I’ve kept my word, right? I did what I promised, even if it wasn’t what.