"Here." She pointed.It was a minor bruise. k**s pick these up all the time. I thought about putting on some gloves, but instead sprayed my hand with t...e chlorine in the room and touched it. The bruise was ok, but tantalizingly close to her breast. I so wanted to cop a feel.Then I saw something that changed the night for me.A small tattoo on her hip, with a dragon biting its own tail, in a circle, meaning infinity. But the tattoo didn't spike my interest because of its design. It perked an. Unhinged. Beside myself. I texted her like crazy, but got very little back, and that was evasive. Two days later he dropped her off. She went and got a shower and I logged-on. As soon as she locked the bathroom door, she was texting him about the great time, the great se, how sore her pussy was etc. I felt sick. I couldn't believe that she had gone through with it. I thought our love was like no other. My cock was straining against my fly once again. I left the laptop on the sofa, and open on. . Be comfortable… Now her boobs were tightly touching me … and her hands was resting in my hip…We then went for shopping… I bought few t-shirts… she was patiently coming along with me… I invited her for dinner ( in my Hotel, where I was staying) … to my surprise she immediately accepted my invitation… we went to a restaurant… We were chatting a lot… We finished dinner around 8pm… she above to go… when we came out it was raining… We were waiting till the rain to stop… But rain kept on pouring… I. Perhaps not. It quickly mattered not why this was happening. Was there a reason? Was there an excuse? A bit of both? Soon only one question remained. By what right? Under which pretense did I suppose that I could do what I was doing? By what right did I lay my hands upon her body? How could I claim that which was already earned? I stared down onto the floor bed and marveled. She lay there curled and softly snoring, the curvature of her hips proudly on display. Hips that extended into a perfect.