I have to find out if he's fooling me.A queasy feeling wrapped itself around her stomach as she caught the bus. At work she was pleased it was busy. S...e threw herself into it and before she'd noticed the clock, it was time to head to college.Afternoon melted into evening and her mood darkened with the weather. A storm was coming and the first raindrops chased Elaine up the apartment stairs. Closing the front door, her roommates greeted her, as did the sweet smell of basil in Chelsea's lamb. Being the second time I pumped two or three times and filled her mouth with my man juice. As it waned, she stood up and gave me my cum back with a kiss and a hug. "here wash it down with some tequila," As she handed me the bottle. So she sat down leaned back against a rock drank a swig of tequila."this stuff does have a bit of a cum flavor to it,,, I have to tell you that you'r right that was so fuckin' hot, just makes me so mellow right now, I had three big orgasms and,some you probably didn't. ’ Sarcasm bites deep. ‘Can we just talk about it?’ ‘I’m TIRED of talking about it. I want you to actually DO something about it!’ Anger… anger… a little bit of a snap wrapped around a desperate plea. Trying to keep patience… ‘What?! What do you want me to do???’ ‘You know.’ quietly. tiredly. ‘What? You want me to be all over you in public?’ voice rising, ‘you want to show everyone how you OWN me?’ ‘STOP YELLING AT ME!’ pleading look, tears well up… in return anger. ‘STOP TRYING TO CONTROL ME!’. I needed his help with my marital dilemmas. I sought his advice and comfort. I didn’t feel I was the happy-go-lucky girl he’d previously known. My depression hit like a hurricane after my ten-year anniversary went virtually unnoticed. And then, my husband’s jealous outrage at a friend’s housewarming left me in shambles emotionally. One night, revealing my distress to Austin led to a heart-to-heart conversation in which he confessed his own guilt over our relationship. He had to struggle daily.