She really is asleep.”“You’re shitting. No way does anybody zonk out that quickly.”“Well, maybe nobody else, but I can guarantee you, Charle...ne does. I’ve known her for ten years or so and I can tell you, when she gets tired, exhausted, whatever, she just closes her eyes and is instantly asleep. And… no way is anybody going to wake her before she’s ready to get up.”“Really? I’m in bed with the hottest girl I’ve ever known and she is sound asleep. Absofuckinglutely amazing!” He turned over, none. I remember wanting to touch and caress those tits for a long time. I started to feel her tit as she leaned back against the seat. She then said “I have waited to long for this.” I started unbuttoning her shirt and told her to lean up and then reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Now I could feel both her tits and see them at the same time. Her nipples were hard and I leaned over and took the left one in my mouth and started sucking it. She placed her hand on my head and pushed hard so I. She had probably put on weight fairly recently and her wardrobe hadn't quite caught up.He pulled up next to her, with practiced casualness, and made a witty comment about a couple of coworkers who were obviously a couple of drinks past their limit. Sharon seemed to be amused by his caustic sense of humor, based on past experience, so she took it in stride. The conversation went easily, relaxedly. Sharon was more of a pleasure to talk to than many of the women Martin would have considered prime. I put my hands over my eyes and cried into them. My heart had been broken, from nothing of his doing, and now if was whole and full again. That was his doing. I’d been so broken after Tilda’s death. So broken inside. And Cien was there to fix me. I felt whole, renewed, and alive for the first time in so long. ‘Yes, I’ll have you.’ I said, my face buried in my hands. I sobbed loudly, and suddenly heard the door swing open. Alex stood there glaring at me. ‘Why did ye order a bath for her, Cien?’.