I removed her top which was damp from her dancing. He had great tits which were begging to be freed from her sports bra. I pulled her into me and reac...ed around to remove her bra, letting her lovely tits out from thier prison. I firmly grabbed a breast in each hand making her moan with pleasure. I always thought she'd be a loving and tender sexual partner, boy I was wrong. She was like an a****l, so passionate and sexual. I took a nipple in my mouth and bit it gently, she let out a little yelp. ‘Every time,’ she mused, staring at his lips. ‘It’s just as amazing – if not better. Every time.’ ‘I know,’ he said gruffly, his heart expanding in his chest. She smiled sweetly, running her fingers through his hair. His knees buckled and he slid them carefully to the floor, keeping her on his lap. ‘You might just be my undoing,’ he murmured, his lips brushing her forehead. ‘It would be a good way to go,’ she said with a chuckle. They eventually disentangled themselves and got dressed, Will. The date I knew only so well, the day I left for the Navy. I already knew what it was going to say and continued on. I read a couple of entry's about some failed relationships and how she was trying to find the 'one'. After skipping a couple of pages something caught my eye, I returned to the page and it was dated about 4 months ago. I started to read the page;"We just got news that Emily had been in a serious crash, and was recovering in the hospital."I stopped reading for a second, I thought. I wanted to catch this sonofabitch dead to rights so I could justify beating him to a pulp. I could claim "temporary insanity" or some such thing when it went to court. So I devised a plan. I picked up my suitcase and stashed it deep in the closet where it wouldn't be easily seen. Then I picked up my beer bottles and tossed them in the trash can outdoors so she wouldn't see them inside. I put everything back in the house just the way I had found it, and left in a cab I had called. I went to a.