The times we had together, the experiences we shared, I will always treasure them, but it’s time for me to move on. I trust you will understand; you...have to know that there is someone else who is the right person for you.You will always be special in my heart, and I thank you for being my friend for the last six and a half years.Goodbye, my friend.CathyI had to read it through twice to understand exactly what she was telling me. I almost laughed at the words “struggle for the working classes”;. Before I could protest he kissed me hard, shoving his tongue down my throat. I felt my tits crush against his chest, then his hand shoved itself between my legs. He forced my thighs apart and started massaging my super wet cum filled pussy. I tried to pull away but he held me firm whilst his hand rubbed his cum all over my pussy lips.When he came up for breath I pulled away and slapped his face. 'It was worth it' he said. 'Knowing you'll be going home to your husband with my cum deep inside you. ‘It’s awful to be jealous of your friends.’ The golden retriever nestled her muzzle into my hands and I knew she wanted to comfort me. I took what consolation I could get, canine though it might be, it was better than nothing. Yet the empty hollow in my chest remained. With a weary sigh, I wiped away the dampness on my cheeks and rumpled Esther’s beautiful ears one more time in thanks. I rose to my feet, suddenly exhausted. My blankets and pillows waited expectantly on the couch and I burrowed. I felt as though I was a different person when I returned to the room, surprised to see Danielle sitting at the bar."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you," I remarked."I wasn't sleeping, I was daydreaming," she said grinning."Daydreaming at night, that's a new one," I said chuckling."I was thinking about the future, and how pleasant it could be." Could be? -- You have doubts about your future?" I inquired."Not exactly my future, more like the future we'll have," she said hesitantly."Our.