30 as Dave go's to play Snooker then,I couldn't wait for Dave to go plus i didn't want my phone going off why he was still here, I didn't know if he w...as really going to send any but i was hoping he would & had the phone at my side,6.30 came & went with no text & i was a bit disappointed but then said to myself...You silly woman what the hell are you doing! Only weeks ago i would have never dreamt of anything like this every happening,As i got up to go & put the kettle on my mobile started. I can't take this crap much longer! I needed banged and I mean banged bad! I needed banged like a farmhouse screen door during a hurricane! A no nonsense hard pounding fucking! I was at wit's end!!!! I had become a victim of and tortured by my own mind .The next day would be the third and final day in port before departing for the two day cruise back to New York. I was glad that everyone must have been under the same thinking. Each of us wanted a day doing our own thing as couples. Richard and. ”“Tiny little bit!” Paula exploded. “Let me tell you about the ‘tiny little bit.’ First, she was tortured so brutally, her skin was entirely flayed from her body. She begged to be raped as the only way she could get any respite from the torture that continued nonstop for 36 agonizing hours! Is that all? For our queen? Hah!“Early this morning I went over our files. Now they represent the merger of files secretly maintained by President Havel and the Resistance, and those maintained by the agents. She watched me grow into this strapping young man before her.Over the next few days, Juliet popped in to share a glass with my mom. She'd always be gracious, speaking to me as if nothing had happened between us. Inside, I was burning deep to be with her once again, I believe she wanted it too.Juliet had given me her private cell number, where on the odd occasion I would receive a text message. "I'm thinking of you sweetie!", as well as, "The memory of our last time is fresh in my mind, we need.