Jonathan and I made plans to marry in the summer of 1990. Financially it was not easy but our parents helped out when they could. On a freezing Januar... morning in 1990, the 13th of January to be exact Jonathan was killed in a motorway pile-up. My world fell apart. Coping with his death and a five-month old baby was hard, so hard. f****y and friends were supportive but I became almost a recluse. The next few years were difficult to say the least. Karen was a beautiful c***d and she seemed the. I could see a tattoo on his neck. I was a bit nervous around him.“Can I help you?”“Yeah. You look lonely, an’ I’s needs a bitch.”I looked at him incredulously. “Excuse me?” I then looked for Ron, who had moved to another booth, farther away. He was ignorant of my new acquaintance.“You lookin’ fin’ girl. An’ word is you kin’ suck better’n a twn’y dolla’ ho.”I shot a fast glance at Miss BJ. She merely gave me a wiggly-fingered wave, a big Cheshire smile, and then went back to her table, and her. Every hair on my body stood on end and a sensation not unlike neon electricity flashed inside my head. She drew back and looked into my eyes, but I was still in shock and offered no resistance. She kissed me again, only this time she opened her mouth and pressed an insistant tongue into my mouth. I reacted, tenderly cupping one of her breasts, and marvelling at the size and weight of it, but my reaction was merely that, a reaction. She had taken the initiative and she kept it. She moved closer. And we started watching movie. She sits left side of me and I hold her face with my two hands and started kissing her on lips. We are kissing each other passionately. I removed my hand from her face and sliding on neck and backside of ear, she started kissing me more passionately. I slide my hand on her boobs and started pressing with cloths. She stop kiss and moaned like ahahahahaa………. mumumumumu mmmmmm …….. She pressed her lips by teeth. And again, we started kissing. And my both hand.