At first he was reluctant but after a few moments he started kissing me back and squeezing my breast. Kneading them like dough. We rolled around makin... out for what seemed to be ages so I broke our kiss and took off my shirt. As soon as I released myself from the confinement of my top he attacked them. Sucking them, nibbling my nipples and massaging them. After about 10 mins his hands slowly made there way down my chest to my stomach and finally my panties. As soon as he placed his hands down. .." he sighed. "I think I understand... you pulledme out as I was to hit the car. But I don't understand why I rememberpast that moment and up until this point?" It's because your mind must continue to a point where your cancomprehend this realm, ergo sleep and dreams. Once your mind as asleep,you can understand being here without going insane. Those memories werefabricated by your mind akin to a phantom limb of an amputee. I wouldlike to continue to explain these things to you, but the 'rip'. She had a smile on her face that brightened up the sanctuary like the sun shining down from the heavens. Behind her was her matron of honor (Tracy) holding the train of Cathy's gown. The overall effect on me had my heart racing a mile a minute while I was hyperventilating. I started to feel weak in the knees and alex lent me some support so I didn't fall. As Cathy marched down the aisle I could tell that she was more nervous than I had ever seen her. I could see in her eyes an expression of "I. But it was also clear he was playing a game, and that she was reading the diary was something that would not be discussed openly, if at all. That made the whole "game" even more fun for her.It was clear from the diary that he was offering to direct her life from here on out. She had finally found someone who wanted her to continue down the path she had already started, and she realized Deen understood her more than anyone else ever did. She knew that if anyone had a right to control her in that.