Little did I know what was going to happen and/or who else was going to be in place to take action once I arrived? The hours seemed to crawl by before... the time arrived that I had to leave, and then I suddenly heard Sarah calling my name. ‘I love you, Michael Taylor,’ she softly cried into my chest, her arms wrapped tightly around me as we stood at my truck, ‘Promise me that you’ll come home safe with our girls, please?’ ‘You have nothing to fear, my love,’ I gently replied, holding her closely. As I said, the video then got moved to the bottom of the pile and didn't get taken out for some considerable time, but meanwhile, I had some sorting out in my head to do...We all fantasise don't we?Whether it's a simple fantasy like that house in the country, driving or owning a Ferrari or winning the lottery—perhaps it's a sexual fantasy like going to bed with Sasha Alexander, Summer Glau or Jewel Staite. We all have them.Mine however seemed to centre on being a character in the Rocky Horror. " John, I really want to. I really like the kids and you being there will make them so happy. Of course it will give me more time to be with you." She leaned over and gave me a kiss.When we got it figured out we would be together Monday, Thursday, and Fridays to attend the kids games and events. Saturday was our day to do things together but if one of the kids had a doing we'd be there.Over the next couple of months, life was good. We attended a lot of the kids games. I made my spam and eggs on. I was determined to end this quickly. I spit on it to lubricate it and my hand worked hard and I squeezed as hard as I could when my fist slid over his head. But it wasn’t enough for him. “Put it in, put it in” he begged me. So, I sighted and opened my mouth. I let my tongue skid through the groove at the base of his head, which was something he liked. So, I was guided by his moans and groans in my actions. I kept the head at my lips and did not want to take him in deeply. As I had expected, it.