God, he didn't want to hear this. He should've been there. Yet, she wanted to keep him at arm's length. "Well, you will have to keep me up on your progress." It was then at that moment he took her and they joined in union. She met him with every thrust and every burst of energy that she had left. She climbed the highest peaks till she reached her climax and Alex went with her. They went together. When Charlotte arrived home that evening she found a message on her answering machine. It was from Alex. It had been 3 months since they had last spoken. She wondered what he could have wanted. I gave no reply, and after the observation was spoken, let him continue on in his dry, sniping tone that I was beginning to realize was his normal manner of speech!

Only a small portion (7%) said it was because they were too shy to have sex with humans. All women approached said they were sexually attracted to the animal (100%). Looks like tomorrow, I am going to have to drive down to Houston." She said later when she called her best friend, Jill. Jill Baker had been Charlotte's friend for twenty years. They had almost a life time together. Jill was by her side when she had decided to leave Alex six months ago. She had spent the last five years being there for him. She did everything for him; gave to him all she had. Why couldn't he do what he promised when they married? He promised to put her above all else. Charlotte was crying and trying to keep her gown in place. That made them both laugh. "I want to come home, Alex. I love you. I just want to come home.Charlotte arrived at the Doctor's office ten minutes early on Monday. No sign of Alex. He probably wasn't coming. She so wanted to cry. She messed things up so badly. However, she had to be strong and stand her ground. She couldn't let him make the decisions for her any more.

That night when she arrived home, she walked in the door just in time to grab the phone. "Hello?" She answered in short of breath. Nuttin” he said through gritted teeth, never diverting his gaze to me, “Don’t hafta work like a regular Git, gets a small allowance from me father don’t I! Not much though, old parental gents are too cheap by half if you ask me, livin in the stone age where an extra few quids concerned!!” He literally spat out the last few words. That this was his fantasy may be the only reason you began to think about it, OWED, but it doesn't follow that his fantasy is the only reason you wound up doing it. Sometimes our partners' fantasies become our own. (And going there—meeting a partner's sexual needs—can make the person doing the needs-meeting feel "more satisfied and committed to their relationship," according to science.) Charlotte was a woman in her prime. Her hair was still blonde; she even had her figure for thirty. She had a bachelor's degree in Advertising. Unfortunately, she gave up all that she had worked to gain for marriage, to Alex Cahill. He had been charming and outgoing for a rancher. He was six feet tall with broad shoulders, and the prettiest eyes in the state of Texas. She gave up her life, her family and friends in San Antonio to move to the outside of Houston. She did it for love. Now she was giving up her marriage to Alex for her life.

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An hour later, he dropped her off at her doorstep and kissed her cheek. She said thank you for dinner and he left. Dinner went better than she had hoped. Alex has truly seemed to soften up a bit. She was starting to feel things might work out for them. Lettice cannot help but giggle at her friend’s dramatic pose, covering her mouth with her hands as she does. “Oh Minnie!”

Well” I said, leaning in to him rather conspiratorially, “ I have come to a conclusion that there is a fraction of thieves out there that are able to lift jewels being worn by ladies, like these being worn here tonight, without being caught in the act! And I attend functions like these on the off chance to see if my thesis is correct.” Charlotte and Mia looked up from their dinner. First they looked at him, and then they looked at each other and smiled. They both knew this was hard for Alex. Charlotte was the first to comment. "All I can say, is it's about time. Do you know who?"Hi! You must be Charlotte. I'm Mia Douglas. Mr. Cahill told me to be expecting you tonight. I have got a nice stew going and rolls in the oven. Upstairs, I have made up your bed." Sorry boss, but you're being a stupid ass. Don't you see what working does for her? It keeps you from hurting her again and that is what she is afraid of. You two no longer have yourselves to think about here. You two have that baby. She is afraid you're not going to be there. Why should she have to give up working? Why should she have to give up her independence?" If I promise to keep me hands to my self would you like to have dinner with us? I think Mia has invited her daughter. You would have a chance to meet her." I guess than a gent like you would prattle on about jewels” “Is that what brings you alone here these evening?” “I aint seen you out dancing with anyone.” There was definitely insinuation behind his words, but, therin, laid a delicate path I dared not explore, lest my incipient plan blew up in my face. Charlotte was at a loss for words. He was right. Did it really come down to this? She knew in her heart a divorce wasn't what she wanted, but what if he hurt her again? What was she to do?

Good morning, Madam.” the maid says in an Irish brogue, her face changing dramatically as she smiles down at Lettice.

He was sitting in the chair next to the examining table. He took her hands in his. "No, you don't have to apologize. I am the one who should be. I owe you an apology from the very start. I guess I never respected you as a person, considered your own needs. You gave everything up for me. I have been an ass for so long. I don't want to do that any more. I need you. I need you to help me." Jill noticed her friend did not sound as happy as she should. Was there a hint of regret, Jill thought with a slight smile. "What is wrong, Charlie? You should be happy." He gently laid her down on the bed and started to take his shirt off. She stopped him. "Here let me," she said with lust in her eyes. She slowly unbuttoned his shirt, one button at a time. Once again his lips were upon hers. Next came the belt and then his pants. His head came from upon her mouth, her lips red and swollen from his kisses.