One moment she was running and the next she was being lifted off her feet and tossed over his shoulder. She shrieked in protest until his hard hand li...htly slapped her bottom."Settle down, chhetri," he warned as he quickly walked down the block with casual ease as if he didn't have a squirming woman draped over his shoulder."I told you not to call me that!" She pounded on his back in frustration.She continued to curse at him, not caring who heard her. He ignored her except for the occasional. .. do you really want me?" Physically?"She nodded."With those legs?" I knew you were a leg man."He smiled, stepping towards her, but she turned away, suddenly. "Is that why you look at Hope like that?" What?" He drew up short, confused, and she turned back quickly, catching a cup and knocking it to the floor."Fuck it!" she snapped, as the earthenware shattered, sending shards over the floor."It's alright." Marcus turned towards the cupboard in the corner. "I'll clean it up. You get to class.". It didn’t take long for Annabelle to shift over towards my direction, leaning on my shoulder.. My first instinct at that moment was since she was vulnerable and unconscious, was to reach over her neck, and fondle her big soft breasts in my hands. Instead, I reached over, placing my hand on her waist, pulling her closer to me as I was her body pillow on the way to school. Her breathing matched the pace of mine, wrapping herself around me. The smell of her hair filled my nostrils, the sweet. Hiding from the situation was no longer an option. Whether you had cheated or not, I now had inescapable proof that there was a big problem in our marriage. I had cheated. Now I was the guilty party."I made all sorts of promises to myself before I got home. I'd never cheat on you again. I'd talk to you and maybe suggest counseling. I'd make it up to you somehow. I'd do anything to get our marriage back on track. I tried; I really tried to live up to those promises. But Alan didn't go away. Now.