”“I know, and I still love her,” I replied sharply.His voice told of his surprise, “She told you and you’re OK with that?”“Did she tell ...you WHY she had to resort to that oldest profession? Did you give her time to explain?”“No,” Myron admitted cautiously.”I quickly told the story about Lisa witnessing the shooting murder of her date and then also being targeted with the same handgun and when the shot failed, the killer telling her he’d come and finish the job on her real soon – even chasing her. The harder her nipple got, the closer her hand moved to my crotch. Eventually she began unbuckling my belt, but it was awkward and I had to stop her so we wouldn't wreck.All of a sudden I heard a horn honk that took my mind away from what we were doing and I realized I was driving like 20 miles and hour while swerving a bit with a couple cars behind us who's drivers were obviously upset with the way I was driving.I decided to pull over into a rest area that is used for fishing access to park. I knew she slept with otherguys when she wanted to and I lived with that.“Did you tell her I would?”“You know better, she invited us to dinner at her placejust to see what happens.”“And what would you think of me if I did?”“I would still love you as I do now. This is just anexperience for us.”“And, if I like it and want to be with her?”“I have no hold on you, that’s are agreement, it goesfor us too.”***A couple of. ‘You said he used to play right?’ ‘Yes.’ Her response delayed by the action on the screen. Action she could not even follow. ‘He was a wide receiver. I guess it makes sense he coaches them right?’ ‘Definitely, I wonder what he used to play like,’ Dave asked, genuinely interested. ‘My guess is that he played the same way as he is now, he’s pretty involved.’ Samantha wanted to know too, she had wanted to know more about him. From his playing days to yesterday, she didn’t care. Anything that got.