Emma knew she will never put it on again. That ring was the only thing that connected her with Alexis (well ring and memories). London: May 4th Raindr...ps knocked on the windows, but that did not wake her up, then the alarm clock rang and she jumped off her bed. She walked towards the kitchen stretching and yawning, trying to wake up. Coffee was prepared and she just grabbed a big cup and poured some coffee in it. Her flat was dark; the curtains were drawn on all of the windows in the flat. I was at home and was browsing through yahoo chat rooms with a hope that I may barge into some hot babe. After about an hour or two and countless failures, I managed to establish a connection with one Ms. Lovely. The chat went on normally and finally, with crossed fingers, I asked her number. She went quiet for some time and I thought she will not share her number for obvious reasons. But to my surprise, she did share her number. The first thought that came to my mind was perhaps Ms. Lovely. That address you gave me was it. She isn't married. Never has been. She works at a Double Tree Hotel as part of their hospitality staff. She also lives with her mother. I am emailing you with the details like her address and phone number and place of employment and such." Thank you very much Dan. Put an extra twenty bucks on my bill for the efficient job."I hung up with Dan and stared at my computer. With the information I had I would be able to track down the woman I never stopped loving over. “What do I need a blindfold for?”"The surprise. I promise you I’m not looking to have my wicked way with you… yet.” That slow promise in his voice in that single short word ‘yet’ sends resonating throbs of desire straight through me from my breasts all the way to my thighs. “I not sure that I trust you,” I tease, relaxing a little more, squeezing my legs together to try and relieve the growing tension there.“Trust me this once. I promise you won’t regret it.”I narrow my eyes again and he laughs.