‘Why not? Why would you stop wanting that enjoyment?’ He took even longer this time to respond, but Keri waited patiently and expectantly. She rea...ly had to know. ‘I know this might be very difficult to understand.’ he finally offered. ‘I don’t even understand it completely myself. It’s not that I don’t want that enjoyment … that pleasure. I want it badly. I yearn for it.’ he insisted. ‘But it’s not mine to take.’ ‘What do you mean?’ she asked, almost fearfully. ‘When I agreed to be your slave,. She had auburn hair, freckles, and a plumb, buxom figure, with large breasts and buttocks.“Hey ... is she ... I mean ... I’m a bit rusty with this, being newly divorced, but are you dating her?” I asked the Indian fellow who had sat with her when she left for the ladies’ room.“Nah, not anymore,” the man grinned at me, which I found reassuring.“Thanks,” I said as the ginger returned, at which point I noticed a wedding band on her.“Um, excuse me, but are you married?” I asked her directly,. “I was feeling all rejected and stuff.”“Rejected. Right. That’s why you’re dumping me – because you feel rejected?” That didn’t make sense and we both knew it. We laughed as we gazed into each other’s eyes. I had to say it because I was still feeling it, and I’d promised myself that I’d say it when I was feeling it. The promise had been made to myself, rather than Amy as my best friend and soul mate. “I love you.”“I love you too.”“But you’re still dumping me?”“Yes.”“OK.” I slumped back onto the. Well about 18mnths ago I convinced dad to go find a women and in the end he started to date Gill a 35yr old cock hardening women if you get my meaning she was gorgous tall, blonde,blue eyes and a knockout figure, she was a rep that used to come to see dad at his work and he gathered up the guts to ask her out, as we got to know her she grew on me and I excepted that maybe one day he would marry her.Well she moved in and I oftenheard dad fucking Gill and always thought good on ya mate,well this.