The flash of the camera went off and startled me, but she did not remove her lips from mine. She placed one hand on my butt and pulled our bodies clos...er together and kissed me even deeper as the flash of the camera continued. The passion of her kiss turned my semi into a much more substantial erection. I was stunned at the fact that my wife was being so aggressive in front of someone else. Denise was all business, unaffected by the progression of events. My wife could feel my penis pressing. Hell, I loved him like a brother. He went to school in the evenings while a Jar Head and got his Bachelors. But he wasn't bright like Faizah. She was brilliant. She had a college degree, very unusual for a woman in Kuwait, and taught in a girl's school in Kuwait. Once here, she went straight into a PhD in Government and started teaching. She was always stirring things up in the liberal circles of the university by taking the unpopular stances, like pointing out the hypocrisy of the supposed. Where do you want to meet?" 11:12 PM.25 minutes later I'm walking by the famous First Avenue looking for the bar next door. All I know is that she has red hair and is wearing a U Of M jacket. I walk in and scan the crowd. Nothing. I work my way to back. Scan the bar -- there she is!Red wig and the right jacket. Checking her out. Big bootie. Big breasts. Cute face. African American. Probably 15 years younger than me. Perfect! Showtime!I walk up, tap her on the shoulder and say "Hello"We get a. He was one scary looking dog, but Jack nervously stood his ground. Picking up the razor he threatened the old man again. “Look you old piece of shit. I don’t care about your dogs. I may get bit a little but I’ll open them dogs up like ripe melons and spill their guts at your feet. After that, I’m coming for you.” Just as Jack finished his sentence a strange look came over his face. His mouth opened wide and his face contorted into a painful grimace. Pak Sing took advantage of his.