“It’s a pocket dimension,” I told her. “You’ll spend what seems like three days enjoying yourself, but for us, only an hour will pass when y...u return.”“I’m not sure,” she said. “After being stuck in that camera for fifty-some-odd years...”I shook my head. “No, this will kick you out after the required time, whether you’re ready to leave or not.”She nodded in surprise and then looked up at me. She glanced at the others and asked, “Are you sure about this?”I glanced toward the others and nodded.. I just didn’t know if it was too late to do anything about the tumor. I was afraid to say anything.’ ‘It isn’t too late … whatever time I can have with you is precious to me.’ ‘You’re so sweet. That was something I loved about you, the way you always said the right thing. They said the surgery and the chemo has left me cancer free.’ I rolled on top of Brenda, her legs wrapped around my hips, and we ground our pussies together. It didn’t take long before she was moaning loudly. ‘I needed you …. He agreed that it was a real problem and said that he would try to help.****Three days later, there was an angry knocking at my door. It was Stavros. "So, coward," he fumed, "because you could not get your way, you run like little girl to the landlord. He send me letter that say I must stop my music." Stavros threw a crumpled up sheet of paper at my feet. When I bent down to pick it up, he yanked at my head, pulling loose a bit of hair. I yelled and told him to leave."Stavros go," he said,. Oh my, she said, Uhm no that isnt it. That, that is something I bought for me. For my husband. She rushed. Really, I said as she stood up, why? Oh, this is really inappropriate, but the problem is that, she paused, We are never intimate anymore, not since after my five year-old was born. And I thought if I could just entice him and make it worth his while he would be willing to be with me, even if Im disgusting. She sat on the couch she had placed across from her desk. What!? I yelled through.