"It's obviously not meant for me to do." She ran a hand through wavy auburn hair in frustration, then tried a smile. "Hi, Mark." "Hey. Brody, this is ...yan Bancroft. Ryan, this is my teammate, Brody Lang." Mark squatted and started picking up the fallen items. "He's mostly housetrained." That got a short laugh from Ryan and a glare from Brody. Mark looked up. "How's the ankle?" Ryan shrugged. "Okay, I guess. Not great today." "Well, we all have bad days," Brody said. He picked up cans and boxes. I replied I do like to be close and fondle with my gf if I am in relationship and I love to do so many things. She asked me what things with naughty smile. I said ok we can share all well I love to spend time alone so we can be romantic and fondle each other, kissing, hugging that’s I live. I asked her do you enjoy it. She said she live kissing, I said where, she replied especially on lips and I love to be get kissed.I said all girls love it and I love kissing on lips too and smooching hard and. I had loved her, still loved her, still wanted her, but she’d gone after someone else, chosen someone else. So why in hell’s name did she say yes when I proposed? Why hadn’t she broken up with me first? That would have been honest at least.Wednesday morning I awoke and found it was the Thirteenth of May. Not Friday though. Perhaps there was something in the superstition. It didn’t help my mood.I found myself walking into the office very early, not remembering anything of the journey back the. It is locked in when the one on top clasps hands. I struggled to my best ability, but knew that with her arm strength, I wasn’t going anywhere. Then, to my embarrassment, she began kissing me on the lips which, in any other circumstance, would have been totally enjoyable. Then she moved her head down and started nibbling and sucking on my left nipple. It was almost more than I could stand. I struggled and struggled... to no avail. Finally, my struggling exhausted me, and I stopped resisting,.