Forever. I want to belong to you for the rest of my days and spend them focused on you, not on chasing this deal or that deal, struggling to keep aflo...t. I think that I’d be happier and so would you. We wouldn’t have to fight anymore, because you’d be in charge and would always get your way. Your wishes and happiness would come first, and I’d be happy for the privilege to serve you. Pleasing you would make me a lot happier than anything that I might otherwise desire.’ Those were his words. I. "You're the beneficiary of everything he had, Lenore," Deb told her, seriously. "I'm the executrix, and he left provision for me to be paid, but we'd last updated his will before ... he and I..." she trailed off, and visibly steeled herself."You'll have to let it out, Deb, and soon," Barbara said. "And you're with friends."Deb gave her a helpless look, and then Barbara got up and fetched another crystal tumbler from the sideboard. She poured two inches of Bourbon into it and brought the amber. Knew i liked it would let me play. analingus once, her first time. uncomfortable with it, self conscious of "cleanliness". always let me rub and fondle as prelude, got me hot. she needed kissing, rubbing pussy through pants or panties to get going. anal once when she was really drunk, too dry, used spit, still too dry, looked in BR and got her vaseline lip balm, used whole tube, her ass smelled like berries. would have been a cute "in" joke, but she never let me have her ass again (wasn't. Throughout my entire life, there were only ever two people that loved me, and both refused to admit it. One girl, I was spending at least 40 hours a week with, usually much more than that. Every time she looked at me, I could see how much she loved me. I wasn’t the only one to see it, so I know I wasn’t delusional. By then, I was so socially inept that she refused to admit she loved me. She was in love with me but didn’t want to be. Same with the other girl. The only two people from my last.