I carry my arm like the bloody Kaiser. I have scars everyone can see.’ ‘Can’t you understand? I don’t care,’ Catherine pulled him close. ‘... do. You are the most beautiful woman I ever have laid eyes on. You deserve more than someone like me.’ With that, he pushed her away. ‘Charles, sometimes all scars are not visible,’ she said with resignation. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘Oh Charles. I treated love as a game, a silly juvenile game. I wanted you and your brother to fight over me, to build my ego.. It was already on. A guy that looked late fifties, early sixties came and said, "I'm not going to be able to get you coffee, tea, or me, so you'll have to serve yourself. Buckle up and we'll be out of here. My name is John." Chuck here, thanks for the quick response." My pleasure, I don't get enough time in this little "Go Fast" anyway. Most of the time I'm in a small prop jet or on a crew for the G5. Buckle up now, as we are going to go across the Gulf instead of using land based markers.. She wanted to share his life in every way. She wanted to grow old with him. Troubled by the intensity of her emotions, and what she felt was a foolish admission, Cassie allowed herself to sink into the comfort of his embrace and go to sleep. — Chapter 9 ‘I look fat,’ Cassie said in deadpan when she saw herself in the mirror. The jade green dress she was wearing outlined every curve she possessed and made her look voluptuous and beautiful. The combination of the dress, her eyes and her long,. As I walked to my bed, my mind swirled captivated by the gift that had carefully been left for me.The note simply read: "Enjoy Darling."The knickers were black, lacy in the front, and silky in the back. Closer inspection revealed a magical scent that was distinctly mum's pussy. The crotch was still slightly damp, and decorated with white matter that could only be her cum.As I held my prize to my nose, I realized that my right hand had found my hard throbbing cock within my underwear, and I was.