But as luck would have it, I fainted. I was lying on the ground, my head spinning and was not able to hear anything. I saw her, running towards me.She...untied her dupatta, wiped the sweat of my face and started rubbing my hands. I was soon up, and was extremely embarrassed and started apologising to her. She told me shut up, and asked me to follow her to her home. I was thanking god. Her house was 5 min away from the park and once there, she asked me to lie on her bed. I hesitated initially but. ” They were too far away to make out more than a man and woman mostly obscured by the bar, which you were now supporting yourself on. As I continued to play on your clit, you’d spread your legs further, offering yourself, offering me the easy access you craved. My finger continued dipping into your dripping box, smearing your juices, now pulling them up the crack of your ass, and lubing your light little rosebud with them. I could feel a shudder go through you at this, as I worked your juices. She was wearing one of those little black dresses that every good looking woman owns. With the skinny straps at the shoulders, the deep V cleavage and the length ending just above the knee, it was so simple and yet, so fantastic. She was wearing a pair of shiny black high heels. Not stilettos, but still, they were just as classy looking as she was. She had a long coat draped over her arm."Wow!" It was all I could manage as she walked toward me, showing a big smile."Why thank you, Vinnie. You. I love her unlike any other woman I have ever loved.’ ‘What about God being Love? Doesn’t that mean you love Roseanne, too?’ ‘It does mean that I love Roseanne. I love you. I love Tom and Alex, too. Loving each of you is an acknowledgement of seeing the divine in you, seeing you as God, as Love, and as Life.’ ‘Then what makes Jenny different?’ ‘I am willing to have her as my partner in Love and Life. I am willing to share my living with her, every breath, every thought, every feeling. She is.