She said that she loved me and at that time, I believed her but her love was more a love of having a guy to go study with. She loved being engaged, of... being a bride and she loved the status of being a married woman. She did not love me but rather, loved having me.We dated for two years, agreeing that we would wait until we were married before having sexual intercourse. I think that was a mistake. We should have had relations, this way I would have gotten to know her better but I was afraid of. I kept saying to myself; Emily, tell him to push off, but I didn’t.He turned me towards him and opened my shirt and started to fondle my boobs. He whispered in my ear, "I want to fuck you hard."I was in shock mostly at my body's reaction to a complete stranger. I couldn't have been more than about nineteen. Of course I was sexually active, and had a boyfriend, so I kept asking myself what this was. It turned out to be nothing, just an evening in my life lol, but what an evening!I could not. I made a quick call to the airport and discovered that Simon’s plane had taken off 40 minutes ago. They could not patch a call through no matter what I said. I’d no more than hung up when my cell phone rang and my dear ex-wife started bending my ear about finding her husband.“I’m at the airport getting ready to fly to Atlanta,” Brenda said. “Make sure Simon is there and for her own safety, get rid of the bitch.”“It’s too late, Brenda,” I said, almost relieved. “Simon left this morning. Did you. . I would be very grateful." We're on him, we're on him, he's just not breaking off," Julia muttered through her teeth, as Tess, Alex, and Aimee fell into formation with her, taking brief shots when they were sure they wouldn't hit Marcus."Marcus, if you can I need you to change course," the Captain said, and Julia marveled at how even and calm she sounded. "If you lead the Drake too close to one of the orbitals we risk him breaking off and attacking it instead." Better me than the orbital eh?".