‘If youhad asked me that question about a year and a half ago, when we were down in Florida, the answer would have been easy. All I wanted then was ... second chance. ‘But now, I realize it’s not that simple. After the way I treated you, I don’t know if it’s possible for you to give me that chance, let alone whether I deserve it. I’d still like to ask you for a second chance, but even more, what I’d like is for as much of a relationship as you can give me. Whether its friends, lovers, whatever,. Here's the trick don't get carried away...nvr give her a straight talk...let them talk. Women love to talk n trust me there r just a few guys who really know they should listen.This is their defense mechanism...the ask uestions to test you...thet test u to see wether u turn into a pussy n start babbling...don't lose your cool. Have fun.Hers an example...she asks you why the hell u dont give her a straight answer.Her: I really love fooling around and chatting around....but I don't like it if I. She turned into the long circular drive, noticing his car wasn’t there.Dumping her backpack on the floor of her bedroom, she changed out of her school uniform. Finally, summer holidays!Heading to the kitchen for a snack, she saw the mess in the living room - something Old Dad would never permit. Oddly, the mess bothered her. She started cleaning up.Almost finished, Dad walked in the front door. In casual jeans and a T-shirt, his sandy hair mussed from driving with the window open, he noticed. I untied her legs and ordered her to spread her legs wide. I slowly entered her from behind and began pounding her. She yelped with each stroke but didn't ask me to slow down or stop. I could feel my cock hitting her cervix with every stroke. After about 10 minutes of this I could tell I was close to coming. I didn't want to cum yet so I stopped. I laid on the bed and took a little breather. She rolled over and laid down between both of us. She was sweaty but she didn't look out of breath at.