.. I wanted her to wonder where I was and when I’d come home ... or IF I’d come home ... Wanted to keep her guessing, my boy,” he smirked. “Fo...nd out later that after counting to 100, she had rushed to the shower to clean up, thinking I’d be back soon. But when I didn’t show, she didn’t know what to do with herself ... just felt a mixture of uncertainty, excitement, and worry.”“So how did the day conclude?” I asked anxiously, still slathering my shaft with my own syrupy juices, hoping there was. The touch of the blonde’s hand on the back of one thigh is electric, but Stella does not visibly react - that would be a breach of protocol. The hand moves smoothly upward, but not too far, before retreating downward. Then upward again, a little higher this time. On the third upward stroke, the back of the blonde’s fingers make the lightest contact with the inside of Stella’s other thigh. She suppresses a gasp. The blonde removes her hand and makes a two-fingered spreading motion. Stella moves. I'll spare you. I just wanted to say, how awful I feel, about Charlotte and everything."I gave her half a hug, and she gave me a peck on the cheek."You really are a decent guy, Anthony. Charlotte's a fool to let you go." Tell her that." Already did. Me and about a hundred other gals." What'd she say?" She agreed, but told me to try to make you feel awesome if I could." I don't think it's possible, but thanks for trying." Mammphomy!" someone called out to me as I headed back to the bleachers. I. Derek wrote to me and said that Sandra had been to see him. She had wanted him to tell her my whereabouts but he had refused as I had instructed. She told him she didn't want a divorce but if that was what I wanted, she would agree to one. He said he didn't pry into how she had become infected. But to be honest he had to be lying, as he also said that Sandra had said, "No one would believe what had happened, if she told them."By the time the divorce came through I had moved from Bruce and.