The part I fail to mention is that it wasn’t a dream about us sucking each other dry, it was a sweet dream with no real objective, we were just toge...her in it and we both had smiles and a moment between us, the kind of moment that inspires stories. “You filthy minx,” you respond light heartedly and I smile because you’re allowed to make your assumptions because tonight I do plan to dream of us being filthy rude and delicious. “Come here,” you say, and I’m already there, in much the same way. I grabbed her hair and nearly slapped her. I turned and left, looking for my car. As I opened the car , she ran and jumped in the passenger side. She was crying, begging to be forgiven. Saying it was a bet. A dare . A mistake. Crying and saying stop. I drove for a while , argued. swore at her. Called her names and accused her of everything. She said she was sorry. Very sorry and would do anything for forgiveness . I stopped the car, it was a dark lane, in the countryside, I walked round to her. . From our profile description, you'll know that we are both mixed with various cultures, which has led to an exploration of ourselves and the world we live in. Our explorations, which includes our sexuality, has led to communication and a liberation to be open with each other, but more importantly ourselves. We truly value our marriage and the terms husband and wife. Sebastian has a real interest in the evolution of earth, humans and why we think the way we do. He's a big thinker. And big in. Her hubby use to work at night and would return home at morning at 6 am. I had to sleep in night at couch. Next morning my mom came to me and said don’t do any thing with Paurl (elder daughter of aunt). I was shocked and asked what. She said paurl was hanging more around u so I just said to take care. I was angry and I leaved the place. So the day passed and the next day arrived. At morning I went to aunt’s room for some thing. But she was not there. So I opened her drawer and found a didlo.