I certainly would not be putting that in my diary. Naturally, none of my shenanigans with Zack ever made it in that book. I knew I was falling in love... with Zack by always waiting for his call, wanting him in me, or sometimes just wanting to hear his voice. I was doing all this while giving my husband my body whenever he wanted it.*I finally met Conrad when Zack took me to dinner in a town eighty miles from my home. Conrad was very distinguished and quite the gentleman. I did immediately like. It seems that Gary got himself bailed out and left me there to fend for myself, so that was the last I ever saw of him. The next morning, I had to walk in my t-shirt and jeans in the snow for 5 miles from the jail to where the motel was to get my belongings, which was an ordeal in itself because the Indian owners of the motel were reluctant to give my belongings to me because i was a "bad man" so they said. Then, I called my cousin Noel wondering what to do and she called my parents and. ” He stood and picked up the telephone.I crawled out of bed and gathered my clothing, heading back to my own rooms to bathe and dress. I smiled at him. “And how, sir, should I dress? Are we to go out?”“Why, dress like you did the other evening, I found your eventual attire most appealing.”“Really, darling, I do believe I should have the dress cleaned first.”“What dress?” he asked. “I thought you looked simply superb in your diamonds and slippers.”I gave him a shocked look and departed but gave. I felt the cock head pop into me and was surprised by the lack of pain. It was awesome. He let the head half leave me and then settle back in, not letting any more take me. I got too impatient and made a big miscalculation of just how ready I was and pushed back forcing two or three inches into me. Not being ready for this he thrust forward and a good four inches of rock hard angry blood filled man cock sent shock waves through me that I have no way of comparing to any pain I have ever felt.