If you want the divorce, I won't contest it. Just let Dan know.Love, ZoeaI was surprised to hear from her since I hadn't heard anything since I left. ...She sounded sad but I had to agree with her on the sowing and reaping bit. What she said about working for a non-profit tickled something in my psyche. After some thought, I talked to the local parish priest and asked what I could do to anonymously help out. It turns out he was a Jesuit from Spain and had been in the Azores as a priest for over. Besides, you know my husband will be home soon and we will have to let the guys at least watch. I want my first time eating pussy to be just me and you. There's less pressure that way," she ended with a giggle.I couldn't help but smile. I had been waiting months for the chance to gets my hands and mouth on the gorgeous creature that was sitting in front of me. There was no way I was going to pass up the opportunity to have her do the same to me. Besides, if she got nervous, we had the toys. I walked into the restaurant and quickly scanned the dining room for "Eagle". We had not exchanged pictures (neither of us knew how to do it) but I had a pretty good idea what he looked like from our emails to each other.My hands were slick with nervous sweat and my stomach was in a knot, as I didn't see any male who was alone or matched my mental description. I quickly turned to leave when I bumped into a gentleman who had been standing behind me. I apologized briefly and after an awkward. ‘There’s no reason to be nervous John,’ she told me as she led me into her office and invited me to sit on the couch, ‘I don’t bite. Unless, of course, you want me to.’ If she was trying to succeed in breaking the ice with me with that joke, it worked, but, unfortunately, what it also succeeded in doing was cause a tent to form in my pants that I was just sure would cause her to kick me out of her office if she saw it. But what it actually did was quite the opposite. ‘MMM…so John…what positions.