Why was I so anxious all thetime? Why did I need to feel safe in routine? And why did I suddenlyfeel better dressed in a skirt?Something had happened ...o me, didn't it?But what, and why didn't I remember it?If people had been around, I could have tried to ask someone, maybe theschool councilor. But without others, how could I solve the mystery?Then it hit me. I had lost memory. What did my mother tell me to do if Ilost something?Retrace my steps.So where could be the last place I knew I had. ..trying to catch our breathe....his chest heaving...I can feel him inside me still...he remains that way...no words need to be spoken...as our silence speaks volumes...I close my eyes...and I know...he has to leave soon...Caressing my tits..he whispers 'I love you'...if only things were different..' In my mind I think...'How could I...I am one awful bitch to do this'...then...that question...'do you love me?.....yes you do...say you do....' and when I don't reply immediately...he stops. Time had stood still for me, I don’t even think that I was breathing. As she used her cervix to stimulate me to produce more semen for her, I was shaken to my core, for along with my seed she was drawing from me my soul. All of my pain, and loneliness, and every hurt and injustice that I had ever suffered. She was taking this into her self, and changing it, refining it, and giving me back myself without the pain and all the other negative feelings that I had harbored. This may have taken a. Bobbie has curves in all the right places, just as a woman should. I’ve always found my wife to be attractive. As for me, I’ve always been the outdoors type of man. I plan to go hiking along the Appalachian Trail, and spend my time absolutely alone. Hopefully, I can find a way to make peace with the bitch who stole my wife's passion. It will be a tough hike, but I was the jock in high school. That was many years ago, but I still love to be active and try to keep busy. Between bike riding,.
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