She felt Madame ease her panties off, baring her red ass. The cool breeze felt wonderful on her hot flesh. Madame, on their first meeting, had told he...r to let her pussy hair grow, but keep it trimmed. She mentioned how much she liked the musky, lust filled, aroma of a wet pussy, and pubic hair held the scent much better than bare flesh. With her panties around her knees, Madame nudged her legs open wider. Playmate wondered if she could see her pearly cream oozing from her slit, because she. A single flower from the bouquet was on the nightstand on top of a note. It said he was sorry, but he'd left as soon as I'd gone to sleep. Work came early, and he'd call as soon as he could. His signature was a stylish R with an unreadable scribble after it. The little heart with a smiley inside off to the side of the note was the only thing that stopped me from crying.I moped at work, driving to different places slowly and carefully. My mind was preoccupied, and it would be a disaster to have. That part they didn't seem to be in love with honestly. “You proposed?” Jim asked me in a weird tone. “Yes, we both love each other, so really why does it matter? We both said we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together even before we talked about kids. So it doesn't matter which one of us proposed,” I replied. We all talked for hours about both pregnancies and the fact that I proposed to him. It was more of an issue than they wanted to admit, but I was pregnant and engaged, and I wasn't. The Melissa experience got to him, though. The videos were an accident. We were trying to edit the old vacation tapes into a Christmas present. Then suddenly, there you were!"Her face crumpled. "I'm sorry, Carly! That's all I can say. Not sorry about you know ... but about the videos." You and Uncle Matt..."She stared out the window for a while. Then she looked at me so tenderly it made me want to cry again."We didn't realize it until after we were both married. I mean, we didn't fully realize.