Elizabeth is an amalgam of three people. There is, I’m afraid, no real life analogue to Denise. Stan’s devotion to Caron is heavily modelled on my...own love, of course. Like everything else, sweetheart, I offer this to you. Steveh11, 12th May, 2006 * * * * * Chapter 1 Stan woke up, rolled onto his back, and stared at the ceiling. It was a defensive reflex, looking at the empty pillow next to him would bring tears to his eyes. It was his 42nd birthday, and he was alone… again… still. The ceiling. I was not going to let him touch me tonight. *** Warmth and his musky scent filled my senses, his strong body pressed against my backside, ‘sorry for being late babe.’ He whispered in my ear, sucking on the lobe while one of his arms wrapped around me, pulling my body closer to his. It really did feel nice, and I probably would have forgotten about him being late had he not reminded me. ‘Don’t touch me.’ I said trying to push his hand off of my slim belly. He ignored my protest and rolled me. When he cleared up I put my skirt back on sat him down at the table with a writing pad and pen and then handed him the fax that Alex had sent earlier that day.Mark: The fax came as a complete shock. I sat and read it over and over again before picking up the pen. “It’s just to make things formal and legal,” Jane had told me. “I love you very much, Mark, and I have no intention of ever leaving you and divorcing you, but just in case anything goes wrong in the future then I need absolution from. She moans into his mouth when his penis rubs her hot and damp vagina. Despite the multitude of cloth separating the sexual organs, he can feel the teenager's condition.Finally their lips separate and he slowly lowers her to her feet."This is your room?" he asks her. She nods determinedly. "Why me? You are one of the great beauties of the world. You will only get more beautiful. Any gentleman would kneel at the presence of such exquisiteness." I don't know," she admits. "Powerful men ... excite.