This thing is becoming real and serious. I have no idea about the process. Before I go an inch farther, it is time for homework.I learned that there w...s a formal process for becoming engaged overseas and bringing the fiancée back to the USA for marriage. At which point the girl gets a provisional green card. It is not easy, it is bureaucratic, but that means it is also doable.All along, I had said, and I say here again, I really did not want another wife. I am having second thoughts about this. The burn migrated downward, settling in our legs this time. Once again,we were rendered nearly immobile as it started its work. Erik did hisbest to work on the book while the rest of us half-heartedly played onthe XBOX, but not much got accomplished. It was hard to concentrate onthe video games or the reading while our legs were being bathed in thefeverish pleasure that was changing us from the inside out. By the endof the hour, Erik was the clear winner with legs that had added threeinches to. "Nothing happened! So I tried,even with my mouth, which I haven't tried for years! Nothing! SoI told him next time I'd get a dildo and fuck him like those men heran around with, and turned over and went to sleep absolutelydelighted! The next morning he looked as if he hadn't slept atall, and when he saw I was awake, he asked me, "Am I going to dienow?" I told him "No, worse, you'll live!" Then I caressed andsqueezed and pulled on his little worm for a while, just to be sureit was out for. One in particular caught my eye and I accepted. Her name was Stacey and her profile showed we had much in common. Reaching for my glass, I took a swig of scotch and as I did, my heart raced when she messaged me. I responded and we began our chat.Now four months later we have grown closer than we thought possible over the Internet. One night Stacey asked what I thought about meeting. I told her I would love to but we are half a world away. I told her that I would be closer to her next month as I.