Monica, what can I say about her ; she 's my adept friend, a constant associate, and my recollective terminal figure crush. She also happens to be gorgeous and full of push, being a eccentric and dancer she has a singular blend of down to earth along with an unabashed fit body. She 's around 5'6''' or something not cheeseparing with diffused baby fat over hard muscles from her dancing and example. She has shadow midst hairsbreadth which she kept short around shoulder joint length, her eyes are hazelnut tree, and her lips are so luscious and full always in a smile or jest. Her raw and oft time crude gumption of humor always with the intimate undertone makes her a flush to let the cat out of the bag with. As I mentioned she was always with me as a 'friend', one of the only girlfriend I allowed to keep me in the friend-zone willingly. I think I was just capacity with what I had, possibly I was too afraid to ever try for more. That was when we were in our 20s. That was before she met 'that'guy, the one that she eventually married and had tiddler with, the one I never really gave my approving too. Of course I would n't, not with my underlie motive and intimate desires clouding my friendship.

I eventually block off trying and we drifted apart. This was n't a surprise as these character of friendship often ends up this way and I 'was'a willing player in it. During the decade following I dated and slumber around but I always seemed to be comparing them to Monica. Small things I would nitpick and break apart from my relationships ; those that got that far. More often than not I settled into my brutally good image and slept with women I tell honestly that I am just after a good nooky. It 's a little jarring that some of these woman would take'I just want to catch some Z's with you'and translate that into 'save me with love'. NO. On a incline promissory note I knew that some women love the challenge of trying to change a man but honestly, just stop.
After 13 geezerhood of this one day I happen to have a schoolbook message from an unknown turn.

( terra incognita number ) Hey Robert Falcon Scott ? This is my new bit. Not indisputable if this is you.

( Me ) Umm hi, who is this ?

( stranger phone number ) It 's Monica, it 's been a while but Hi !

I am dazed at the figure, all that time of trying to live my own spirit and now all of a sudden I feel like I might hurl from my anxiety from one textbook message. I quickly grew angry at myself for being so washy against her. I thought to myself'I 'm the vanquisher of twat old and Whitney Young, ugly and hot, I can lot with an old friend right field ? ! ?'As it turns out I could n't so I ignored it.

About a week go by, it 's Saturday now and I have stared at my phone every day since trying to urinate sense of my own opinion, I knew I could easily accede her sprightliness again and it will be just as it was before but speculative because I would have to constantly be reminded that someone else is enjoying that torso. But I was deathly curious and I hate not knowing and regretting so I picked up the speech sound and brought up her chat :

( Me ) Hey, I 'm drab for not responding I was busy with work.

( Monica ) For a week ? ( before I could respond )

( Monica ) Haha anyways what are you up too ? Are you busy ? Wan na catch lunch today ?

( Me ) Umm sure I 'm free. Want to meet at that Bistro on Fifth near the coffee shop ?

( Monica ) The new Italian one ? OK make me about two hours ? I ca n't wait to see you !

As I put the earphone down I knew I could n't escape this urging inside of me. It was fervor and trepidation roiling all through me. I could n't serve but think of her stopping point command 'ca n't wait to see you'. I oddly found myself smiling as I went about taking a exhibitor and getting ready. I decided to dress my age and brought out my most stylist sports coat, jeans, plain white-hot clothes shirt, and rush. I was out the doorway in an hr, I figured I get coffee and calm my nerves a little.

She was late about thirty minutes but as I watched her walk up in nominal head of the Bistro from my coffee shop vantage head I nearly forgot everything I have been mulling over for the minute I waited. She was wearing black leging with knee luxuriously pitch blackness boots with a Andrew D. White top that definitely showed her shapely engender figure. I do n't say that in a bad way at all, I can tell she kept up her work out even after her pregnancy because she was fully figured but tincture in a way only a soul who moved around a lot can be. Her once minor A cup breast were at least a couple cup sizes larger ( give thanks goodness for breastfeeding ). Her hair was retentive and rippled and came down to her ass which at the moment was facing towards me, it looked soft and perky in her compressed leggings. I was getting a hard on just looking at her.

I went out to adjoin her and as I was approaching from behind I could n't help but sense unquiet and worried. Worried that I would rag myself again with phantasy of her to the full point that I would rather be alone if I could n't be with her. This feeling kept getting stronger up until the point she turned around with her industrious grin and embrace. She smelled so honest being this close, like field of Lavenders. She was so voiced and tender as she held me, melding into my arms perfectly as if we were two share of a mold. `` Hey handsome ! '' she exclaimed happily.

Before I could help myself I blurted out `` holy poop you look amazing ! '' I saw her registry what I said in electric shock than her face soften and slowly she began to redden a trivial as she held me at arm 's length. My eyes leering all over her consistency. I felt helpless and a petty sebaceous but I could n't help myself, she was gorgeous ! Her already curvy soundbox gained definition and swell, I did n't realize how dramatically until I was up side by side to her.

'' Thanks, you are looking great yourself ! '' She responded with big eyes and a big smile. I wanted zip more than to grab her and osculate her deeply.

'' Let 's go grab a board and view up. '' I suddenly felt relaxed. I had a divine revelation as I stood watching her patch waiting for a table ; I realized I have never truly been reliable with her about my touch and that in turn reflected on how I acted towards her. After we were apart and I began my methodical honest heartbreaking I was brutally honest with all those girlfriend. I swore to myself as we were seated that I would be honest with her no matter the cost.

As we ate we caught up on our lifespan. She has two tiddler and has been a housewife and mom. She said she misses me and that she 's glad that we could catch up because she was moving to New York. Apparently her husband got a publicity and will have to work in NY, he and the Thomas Kyd are already there settling in while she finishes some affair here and will be flying in a twain twenty-four hours. phonograph needle to say I was somewhat thwarted in hearing this but at the Sami time I realize she is alone at the moment without having prompt responsibilities. She loves her tike and I knew I could n't compete with them with her time. I began to plot my move, I needed her to know exactly how much she makes me screwball with lust and love.

As we were finishing up I asked if she had any pressing line left today. She responded with a huge smile and told me she did not and that I should observe her company as she is alone and misses her family. I responded with `` of course I will keep you companionship, just treat me like a substitute anything ... ..anything you need. '' I 'm not sure enough if she caught on to my implications as she just smirked and said 'ok'.

After lunch we went and got coffee and then to the movies. We caught a betimes expansion slot for a romance comedy. I did n't really pay tending as I kept looking at her and trying to keep my hand from touching her. Halfway during the movie I notice that the armrest was up and her sexy stage were fairly close to my helping hand so I carefully leaned over voicelessness in her ear `` that 's totally me '' while patting my hired man on her thigh in sync with the friend telling a laugh on screen. I kept my hands there and she tightened up but did n't really gave any import to her discomfort. As I already promised myself that I would just say whatever I thought I leaned in again after a couple minutes and said `` does it irritate you that my manus are on your legs ? I like the feel of your pant. I can run them if it makes you uncomfortable. ``

It took a couple seconds as she continued to stare at the screen but she finally responded `` I do n't mind. '' I could n't conceive it, I was about to shoot a line my shipment just from touching her thighs ; how could I even have sex with her I thought. After a while I wanted to promote the bounds so I began to rub her a footling and to the inside. I felt her tense up but she continued to look out the movie. I got a little more boldface and with my piffling finger I began to slide it up into her crotch almost touching but not. I could feel the heat coming from her and it drove me crazy. Embolden with my new found silver dollar I leaned in again.

'' She is really hot ( speaking of the actress on screen ), but I still think the way you look today ... ..you are way hotter. '' I watched her shocked reaction and furtive glances at me.

'' I do n't think so but thanks anyways. '' she responded. I smiled and watched the rest of the movie while my manus gently rubbed her upper rightfulness thigh. After the movie was over it was already darkness. The movie theater was full and people they were walking every which way. I thought it was a estimable opportunity to snap up her mitt feigning that I did n't require to get split up. Her bridge player were lenient and warm as I pulled her along towards the expiration. It reminded me of the past when we would declare paw everywhere, the curse base of the friend zone : holding hands.

Outside the air was nice and cool with a fragile snap, I looked over and saw that her hair was gently blown over her cheek. It was the shortened matter as she brushed her hair out of her eyes, sadly this made her get around our hold to do so. She caught me staring and asked `` why are you just smiling looking at me ? '' I caught a wind of playfulness in her voice.

'' I was thinking that we should go snatch dinner and deglutition so I can stay to tell you how beautiful you are. '' I said with a tinge of fright that I might have scared her off.

I could n't quite scan her face through her hair but I think it was surprise with a touching of entertainment. `` Ok, do you know a place ? ''

'' I do, let 's go ! '' I said and led the way. Lucky that this shopping block/plaza has a bar located conveniently near the theater. The bar was a small pub that you would find anyplace that has a downtown. We sat furthest away from the big screenland TVs so we could listen each other while still able-bodied to see the whole bar.

We settled into our comfort zone well-heeled as the drinks kept coming. We decided on sharing a bunch of appetiser since we were still full from tiffin. We joked and laugh, talking about everything and anything. It was easy to draw a blank that we have n't seen each other in so long when the synergy was so tangible. As we got to our fourth rung I remembered that we use to joke about automaton sex of all affair. It was a long inside jest about the future when we would be capable to put our mind inside robots. I would say that I if I could, I would take the most upgrade robot penis ever being able-bodied to act in every which way with oscillation scene and lots of horse king for thrusting. She would always take a firm stand that it would be disused at that degree because anyone not in a robot would be dead from all the STD 's due to people like me, we would agree and laugh.

As the conversation lulled a bit I asked `` so have you changed your mind about my robot penis ? '' She almost spat her drink out while laughing so hard from the sudden doubt. This led to a long public debate on man-made lubrication or constitutional lubrication, then it went into a argument on resolution of a phallus ; if too arduous can be a bad thing. Before I knew it the fourth dimension read almost midnight and the conversation veered into personal fantasy.

'' So what is/was your ultimate fantasy girl and what did you do ? '' She asked with a wicked smirk, oculus only slits leaning over with her tits resting on the tabular array. My mind went white as I stared at her not so continue segmentation.

After a minute I took a sip of my drink and leaned over until we were almost nose to intrude which brought a turn of bird from her. I composed myself and with a stern cheek said `` My fantasize dream girl is staring me right in the centre right now. She has always been so and I believe always will be, as for the act I would first please her with every member I have. I would eat her pussy until the slop dripped down to her toes, I would clean house every inch of her skin with my tongue and then some. I would use my fingers, toes, human elbow, knees, mouth, and torso to give her such pleasure that she would forget her own figure. When she 's lying drained from all her wet coming I would eff her in every hole until my trunk pause and I am no longer able to be active anything ! '' I said the final with an evil grin and settled back to ask a drink.

By the time I finished her eye were as big as dish and her mouth hung undecided slightly, I reached down and wedge a chip into her mouth from the nachos. She jerked back and chewed on reflex still staring at me unblinking. I think she was pondering how to respond or maybe formulating an escape cock plan. When she opened her mouth and was finally about to say something I cut her off ...

'' Whew that was a dinner, did you like the nachos ? '' I said changing the subject, at to the lowest degree trying to. She did n't bite. I almost said 'just kidding'but I decided that the trueness felt good to let out.

She scrunched her face a little and let out a `` WHAT THE HELL ! ? ! no you do n't get to not excuse ! '' When I played deaf for a distich of seconds she almost shouted `` WELL ! ``

'' Well what ? What I said was the trueness. I 'm sorry you do n't want to hear it but I 'm for certain you knew, you can not not know ... ... right ? '' I said mildly.

'' I ... ... uh ... .um ... ... I kind of figured so, I guess. '' She seemed to puncture a niggling as she pondered what to do next. Finally she said quietly `` for how recollective ? ``

I decided to be a smart ass and responded with `` I 'm willing to go all night and through the week if that 's what it takes ! '' She finally let out a laugh and smile and swatted me on my head.

'' Ass ! You know what I 'm asking. '' She exclaimed.

'' wellspring pretty much since the low meter I met you at that company I guess. It ... ..I mean the intuitive feeling never left, it dulled a little but it was n't gone. When I saw you today, it was if we were back at the party so long ago and I saw you in that 'cute inkiness fuck me dress'. I never forgot how sexy you are ; age and maternity did n't seem to consume diminished your aspect. If anything I think you are many tier more sexy now, especially those ... ( here I cupped my manus on my chest and pretended to pinch ).

She looked exasperated at this and started to express mirth so hard that she almost spilled her swallow. `` Oh my god, you 're so still the same ! wellspring thanks but I do n't feel the way you explained about me, me with milk and god knows what over my clothes all the time. '' She says while shaking her school principal in compliance. I think the drinks are definitely making both of us more honest because she does n't seem to be pushing me back from all this ego stroking.

I came to a ratiocination that I should definitely make my move, it 's now or never. I have nothing to fall behind, and the intoxicant is making me far more confident than I should be. I leaned over again with a distressing formula on and said `` look, I really love you. ( I paused for spectacular affect and hoped to watch her fondness string ) When we stopped talking I was really lonely I lost my fancy and best ally. I know you needed to live your aliveness with your mob and I respect that but my life was n't the same. '' I looked down and sighed deeply hoping she would experience guilty. I pushed forward `` I know you are leaving soon and I might not ever see you again and that sucks you know ? I was wondering if you could ... ... maybe ... ... ..stay with me tonight so that I might at least get to get it on what paradise feels like. '' It was the most disgusting and cheap thing I have ever said but she is worth perverse actions

I think the alcoholic drink is doing its duty because she seems to be considering it. She was looking down at the table for a while and finally looked up. `` What do you mean stay with you ? '' She knew damn well what I meant, I guess she wanted me to condition before she conceded or denied my request.

In an free voice as not to go too eager I said `` I just want you by my side tonight, I need you in my implements of war like we are in sexual love. We use to sleep together all the time remember ? '' It was true that in the past we sometimes slept in the Saami bed but I did n't mention that those meter it was because we were too drunk to worry or fuck.

'' Just sleeping ? With apparel on ? '' She asked with brow up skeptical.

'' wearing apparel, no clothes ... ..does it matter ? '' I said trying hard not to smile.

'' Robert Falcon Scott ... ..I do n't cogitate my husband would revalue it either way. '' She said almost firmly.

I had to mean fast, I needed to convince her, forgetful of pouring stab down her throat. `` He does n't ingest to know, besides he hates me and he was the one who took my ally away from me. I think he owes me some consideration. I just missed you so much and I ca n't think the last prison term I had so much fun. '' The death contribution was convincing as it was admittedly. She finally conceded that we should spend more time tonight to talk. We took a taxi to the hotel she was staying at since she was closing on the sales agreement of her sign of the zodiac here. When we got to the room I was trying to not seem to happy, keeping a neutral case on. She excused herself to go to the public convenience to shift and what not.

An hour past before she came out but what she had on almost made me forget the ire and curiosity at why she took so long. Her font was newly scrubbed and I can see how soft and glossy her expression was without make up. Her hair was pulled back into a knot and it looked dampness. She was wearing an outsized T-shirt with no bra, I could n't tell if she wore step-in or not but her legs were damn sexy. As I was staring at her overtly I realized my wooden leg were starting to feel wet from pre-cum. I wanted nothing more than to pull it out and salvage the pressure. She must induce bill as she settled on the top of the mantle. I pulled my shirt over my head forgetting it had buttons and undo my pants. I did n't pull my pants down yet as my raging heavily on was in total firmness. Finally she turned off all but one light and I turned around facing away from the bed and pulled my trouser down and off along with my wind sock. I was just in packer briefs as I sat on the edge.

'' Why are you sitting that way ? '' She asked laying down.

'' Because my cock is in full salutation and it 's your fault. '' I said honestly. She seemed to laugh softly and expressed with a suspire why she was doing this.

I finally lay down next to her with a bit of alteration and stared at the cap wondering what she was thinking. She was turned away from me and I can see from the corner of my center that she was wide awake like me. Finally after a few minutes of secrecy she pulled the covers over her and settled in. I did the same thing still looking straight up. I can feel the warmth of her so near me and I can smell her sweet citrus fruit cheek emollient. I slowly turned towards her and argue if I could spoon her, I longed to feel her ass on my gibbousness. After a heated debate in my header I decided that I should push her as far as I could, maybe I 'm still drunk at this point.

I slowly slid my body closer to her and gently put my arms around her belly. She immediately placed her hands on top of mine, the gesture was n't lost on me ; it meant do n't contact anywhere but here. I put my grimace at the back of her neck and pulled her to me, she allowed this but it meant that my unvoiced prick was pressed between her ass. As soon as I felt this I almost came correct there. I think the genial strain on my hormones was too a good deal for me because I pulled her tighter and grinded a little. She did n't seem to hate this as she started to grind her ass into me. Thinking in hindsight I think she had a piffling bit too practically to drink in as well and it 's severely to control these things once your already half naked and entreat together like lego stop. My breathing hasten and it was decently against her neck and I can see cuckoo excrescence forming over her uncover skin. Her grip on my helping hand slacken and I quickly brought it down to her second joint right where her shirt ended. I began to slowly rub her thighs while discreetly pushing her shirt up. I can sense her consistency strain up and embark on to fidget. I inched my way up to her hip around her ass and squeezed a little, this time she once again brought her bridge player on top of mine. I was n't deterred this meter, my lust was boiling over at this junction so I reached around quite determined to get between her peg and put my hands on her pussy. To my surprise she was n't wearing step-in and I instantly felt her wet, wet cunt. I used my thumb to subdue her clitoris as my other four digit worked their way between her slippery rim and began to rub.

She let out a moan and hex as her hands once again tear on top of mine and her legs closed over my script. This actually worked against her as my finger's breadth were already trapped inside of her and all she did was put atmospheric pressure onto herself. She began shuddering and contorted into a more foetal position pressing her ass hard into me. I was driven at this power point, closed legs or not I kept my fingers working deeper into her and side to side. The same fourth dimension I was full phase of the moon on grinding into her with my hard protuberance. This kept on for five minutes and then fifteen, finally she moaned and convulsed into her orgasm. Her paries were crushing my fingerbreadth and soaking them in an trice.

Once she subsided in her throes I slowly pulled my fingers out and brought them to my backtalk sucking all of her sweet juices up. She was laying there panting with her aspect pressed into her pillow, my front had pulled the cover off of us except our pegleg. Her pelvis were so buxom laying on her English like that with her shirt pulled up and bunched at her stomach, I can see her smooth perfect ass and the trace between them that hinted at the most wonderful experience if I were to stick my tool there. As I reached to pull my boxers down she suddenly threw cold water on my fantasy.

'' No more please. '' She said shakily. My packer were right at my knees when I stopped what I was doing, prick shooting straight at her ass.

'' You seemed like you liked it. '' I stated simply.

She seemed to draw more into her pillows because I barely heard her. `` I did, and I really am sorry that you did n't get to do your thing but this is wrong, I 'm tie with kidskin ! ``

'' If you like it, you like it. Do n't justify cheating with stopping now. '' I said testily. I was very angry and very horny. Two things combined can either go very good or very, very wrong.

'' I 'm so sorry. '' She said almost tearful.

Seeing her almost in tears made me go a niggling lenient, just a little. `` Can you at to the lowest degree recite me honestly that you would it if affair were different ? '' I said in an worsen voice.

She turned around and looked me in centre and flickered down to my prick and up to my chest before settling on my face. `` Yes, of course. I am a adult female first and foremost. In a different situation I would love your robot penis until it broke ! '' She chirped with a smile.

I could n't determine if she really meant that or just took pity on me. As I concentrated on her typeface I saw that her expression switched from guilt to lust and back. I decided to get out it at that instead of saying something snide I said `` I 'm going to take a cascade and go home. '' I then walked towards the bathroom kicking my underclothing off and walking tail end naked into the convenience before she could say anything. As I showered I replayed everything that happened tonight in my head. The way her trunk moved and felt, the way she responded to my feeling like she loved it. The more I thought about it the more angry I got, the image of her ass and legs kept playing in my idea. My pecker responded in turn, getting hard again. As I stood there under the nebulizer of water stroking my stopcock I snapped.

I turned off the water and patted myself as dry as I can and stroll out of the bathroom. Monica was laying on her back with a arm resting on her capitulum. I could n't read the white feeling on her face but she seemed to be cryptical in intellection and did n't notice me standing there naked looking down at her. I walked up and jumped on top of her straddling her hips, knees on either face. I leaned down holding myself up with both arms I kissed her deeply. She did n't reply for a couple seconds but then I felt her kiss me back. We laid there kissing for a couplet minute until I broke off breathing heavily. Her eyes were still closed. `` I do n't buy your bull guilt, if you want me take me. We do n't cause to see each other ever again when you leave yet again ! ``

Before she could respond I pushed myself down and dove case first between her ramification, at the Lapp time my handwriting swept up her shirt. I began sucking her clit almost instantly upon contact, she let out a groan and a `` oooooh mother fucker. '' It drove me to tongue fuck her cunt as deep as my tongue would go. As I pulled my lingua out and over her clitoris I replaced them with my fingers and began to milk her G-Spot. With my workforce I reached under her shirt and began to wreak with her teat which were hard as diamonds. I tweaked them between my fingers and she let out a yelp. My anger kept building the more I pleased her that I did n't even hold off until she came before I got up pulled her to me by her pelvic girdle and placed my shaft just inside her. I reached and grab a leg in each arm and rammed my cock to the hilt into her. The pain of entering her so dissipated just added to my anger and I began pumping in and out furiously. She let out a firmly breath but did n't say anything but you can see it in her face that she felt the infliction too.

pull her pegleg further into her in a bend dexter and lifting my balls began to peck into her asshole. I never let off a second as I pounded her pussy as arduous as I could, face in a grimace. She began to ease up from the bother and I can order from her groan and face that she was starting to experience trade good. It was apparent from the amount wetness that was coming out of her, running down her ass fissure and cheeks. After what seemed years ( when in reality was seven minute of arc or so ) I pulled out. I turned her over by force but she realized what I wanted and completed the bit on her own onto all quaternion. I placed a pillow under her and quickly perplex my cock back into her, hard. She was moaning incoherent Good Book as I began to dog pound into her ass. After a bit I stuck a finger into my mouth to get it wet and started to tease her motherfucker which was a cunning lilliputian ruck. She tried to lend a hand around and stop me but I brushed it aside and puzzle a digit in. She let out a shrieking of pleasure or pain, I do n't make out. I leaned down and began to osculate her fret soaked back and cervix while thrusting oceanic abyss and putting my weight down, alternating between leaning over and leaning back and smacking her ass red.

After a couplet second of angry buffeting, I could n't check out anymore and said I was going to cum soon. She told me not to cum inside her because she was n't on the pill right now. I said it 's either going in her sassing or her pussy and that she needed to pick fast. Right after she moaned out to cum in her mouth I was already starting to inject. I got off and reached down to her articulatio humeri to pitch her and did n't make believe it to her oral fissure but shot ribbon of cum all over her hair, face, and neck opening. Some got on the pillow she was laying on. After the last spirt convulsed out of me I collapsed on her half turned body and gave small kisses on her stomach. There was no words spoken as I got off next to her. She got up and went into the can and the last thing I heard before duskiness took me was the sinkhole running.

I woke up early the next sunrise around six, I 've always woke up early when drinking the night before. It seems like a brutal trait to have as my head was pounding into a holdover. I looked to my left and saw that Monica was laying right up to me with her head buried into my sides. The storage of my angry piece of ass with my splice friend came rushing in and I smiled. My hanker sought after obsession finally came to realization in a most conclusive plosion. I gently sat up and just stared at her sleeping soma, ass out to the side, T-Shirt pulled up to boob exposing her soft physical structure and stunning peg. After a while she murmured something lost in the grogginess of sopor and rubbed her eyes. She seemed to be struggling with her electric current situation nestled next to me half naked and me fully naked. She had this startled deer looking on her cute face and I could n't help but let out a petty joke as I got up and started to research for my wearing apparel. Just as I was done pulling on my shirt and wind cone she was just about to say something when her phone started blaring.

'' Hello ? '' She said sleepily.

'' Hey hun ... ... ... yea I just got up. '' Listening. `` No it 's OK, I should have gotten up already. '' I can only concord that it was that dastardly hubby of hers. I quietly put my shoes on take hold of my Francis Scott Key and looked at her.

'' How are my babies doing ? ... ... ... ... ... ... .... Are they driving you crazy yet ? '' She looked up and I can see that she wanted to say something to me but I was already moving to the door smiling.

'' Yeah ... ..yeah ... .really ? She said that ? '' She looked up again and gave me a tight grin as if saying 'this is my life history and you made me cheater'. I gave her my most charming excusatory smile and went out the door.

I did n't want to hear her say 'sorry'or 'it was a mistake'so I left without saying anything. In world I did n't require to hear myself try to cling onto her, I did n't desire to see me try to express how one night could never be enough and that I wanted all of her. As I got into the cab I gave a quick glimpse up at the hotel and wondered if I would ever see her again. In idea I thought evilly about how I always wanted to go to NY and maybe I should jaw one day ...