When I got home, we had amazing sex and she told me she was done with fucking other guys now that I was home. One night, she wanted to be kinky, we of...ten tied each other up. This was no different. She tied me up face down, to eat my ass, another thing I have seen and felt that she’s very good at. The lights were low and as she walks over to the bed, she tells me she has a surprise.She whispered into my ear, I love you. She kissed down my back and put some serious tongue work with my asshole.. The Mets managed four more runs in the late innings but never really threatened. Shiggie had thrown 86 pitches and I knew Paul was thinking hard about saving his arm in case, late in the series, he could run Shiggie in there again on short rest.We had 18 hits in the game against a parade of five Mets pitchers, none of whom looked much like World Series hurlers that day. It felt good, belting them around like that. It was supposed to be good psychology, too, to really send your opponent reeling. At the time our new buddies were already there, I glanced over one of the boys named Frank. He was an easy going person, his features were those of peaceful person indeed, very different from others in the party; on the contrary, these buddies looked malicious, even dirty, and I could tell by the stare in their eyes. I began to play it along in the apartment like a good girl while I was there, very innocent, but not too easy to convince into doing the wrong thing, to get engaged. "Rose snuggled close to Jim's chest."Jim Tremayne, you are the best husband a woman can dream of. I don't deserve you." Oh yes, Rose, you do. You are the best that ever happened to me in my life. I'd give away all that gold we found rather than giving you up. With you at my side, I feel whole." You sure say the nicest things, Jim Tremayne, you darling man," Rose purred in his arms. With an effort, she disengaged herself from his embrace. "Let me check whether Mrs. McGuinn needs help. I love.