That she lured me there, got me beaten up and stole everything from me." Well," said David. "I didn't want to bring this up when I first met you, but ...there are worrying facts you need to know." Go on." I told you that Derek Fanshaw had a PI check on you, and that he got pictures of you at York Station."I nodded."Well," he continued, "there was a charge on your credit card for that Station. I got Keith here to check and he reckons that it would have covered two first class tickets to Newcastle.". Probably, a way of telling me of why I should let my love go. Nothing inherently new. My stubborn thinker refuses to allow me peace of mind while my heart feels as it does, and it seems hell bent on making me sick to my stomach with imaginations of moans of pleasure and roaming hands. As much as I try to block these images from my mind, I always find my way back to hating this woman for even existing at all. I know full well that it’s wrong to think such things but I can't help feeling that. There was a greater chance that if I tossed a coin in the air it would never come down than that Jeff would not forgive me when I asked him this way.He held me. He caressed my shoulders, my neck, my hair.It made me feel wonderful.It made me feel terrible.It made me feel like I had to do more."Let's go to dinner, Dr. Goldberg. There's more I want to say."I didn't order a drink. I just asked for a glass of water.This hadn't been about drinking but I couldn't work up any enthusiasm for it."You. Sitting there, staring under her dress, I could see that the hairiness of her limbs continued up the full length of her legs and got really serious under her panties. Tufts of pussy hair were peeking out the sides of her white panties and I could see the crotch of her panties puffed out as if they were over stuffed. What a vision! I was lost in another world, a trance I didn't want to come back from. Just then, we heard the telephone ringing, so my aunt raced into the house to answer it. I was.