THEN she could triumphantly return to her husband, feeling validated.And of course my state of mind didn’t factor into her narrative...Her self-cent...ered behavior might have been triggered by the kids moving out. An empty nest marks the end of an era for a woman. Especially for a devoted mother like Heather. Maybe she inventoried her life and felt like it was her turn. Or maybe she just went nuts. Whatever the reason, the Heather that I loved would never be so spectacularly selfish. She was. Sara meant well. "You promised to be good today, honey," but it was her nagging tone that earned a warning stare from her husband.As Clifford guided me away from the couple I was struck by two things. First, if Harold was in construction, why didn't he have a construction man's hands? For a big man, well over six feet tall and overweight, his hands were unusually small and soft. Second, Sara didn't match my blueprint for a friend of Patti. Sara seemed to be struggling to get by. She was not a. On her side, she said to be frightened as anyone would, but also "over-excited", which was good for her :)Her boobs has always been her best body part, as I mentionned earlier, and she enjoyed her lover to massage, lick and suck them for several minutes with attention. And after a while she sat down to receive a cunni! It's true he was more experienced (I believe he was 21yo iirc) and tried to put her in the best mood!I'm glad for her and even a little jealous she got to be so well prepared for. Helena was running as fast as her dress shoes would allow. She had to push a couple of onlookers to free herself from the circle that had hastily gathered around to watch the loud scene. As she made her way through the last line of the circle where the taller men had gathered to watch, the few men that were closest to her were hit with the sweet musky distinctive odor, collateral damage of her ongoing down climax that she had hoped she could hide by running away to the bathroom; obviously too.