I am his gurl. I will do anything to please himsexually and he does the same for me (although to be honest, nothingturns me on more than pleasing him...). We have been together almost tenmonths now and I have very strong feelings for him - I hesitate to usethe "L" word, especially since I have begun to suspect he does not sharethat level of feelings for me. Whenever I broach the subject he getsdefensive and it ends in an argument. And it really is mostly littlethings that make me suspicious,. I was lost to all else but the fuck of the woman beneath me, and the obvious joy of the woman beside her. The quiet but unmistakable click of the pool gate closing roused me with a shock out of my sexual reverie. Beside me Sam swore softly in Italian. A tall young man walked towards the four of us. In the moonlight I could see he was making depreciating peaceful gestures with his hands, as if apologising for disturbing us. Lisa and Rosa also became aware of his presence. The four of us broke. I'm pretty sure everyone expressed their sympathies to me, but I don't remember much from that day.One thing I do remember was how beautiful and peaceful Ellie looked in her casket before they closed the lid. Up until then, the lasting image in my mind was that of her mangled body, covered in drying blood, while she lay dead in that hospital bed. Somehow, seeing her cleaned up and at peace managed to wash away some of the pain inside me. I knew, at least for a moment, that I would be alright in. Ab wo log jab bhi ghar aate mujhe bare ajeeb tarah se ghurte the kyoki mein khud randi hoon to mein inke man ki baat padh leti par wo log mujhe apne dost ki behan ki hesiyat lekar kuch bhi zahir nai hone dete.Ab mein bhi unki puri masti krti aur tarpati jab bhi ghar aate mein ekdam tight kapre pehnti aur unlogo se jhuk jhuk kar baat krti mein aksar tight top aur jeans me rhti unke samne aur apne badan ko expose krti.Jisse wo log ekdam machalne lagte hai aur pesab krne ke bahane se bathroom.