Monica, what can I say about her ; she 's my trade good friend, a constant fellow traveller, and my long term crush. She also happens to be gorgeous and wax of vigour, being a geek and dancer she has a unique blend of down to earth along with an unabashed fit body. She 's around 5'6''' or something not skinny with soft baby fat over hard muscles from her saltation and utilisation. She has dark midst hair's-breadth which she kept inadequate around shoulder length, her eyes are hazelnut tree, and her mouth are so luscious and full always in a smile or laugh. Her raw and oft multiplication crude sense of humor always with the intimate undercurrent makes her a chill to talk with. As I mentioned she was always with me as a 'friend', one of the only girls I allowed to continue me in the friend-zone willingly. I think I was just contented 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 kids with, the one I never really gave my blessings too. Of trend I would n't, not with my underlying motives and sexual desires clouding my friendship.

I eventually stop trying and we drifted apart. This was n't a surprise as these eccentric of friendly relationship often ends up this way and I 'was'a willing player in it. During the decade following I date stamp and log Z's around but I always seemed to be comparing them to Monica. Small affair I would nitpick and dismantle from my human relationship ; those that got that far. More often than not I settled into my brutally honest persona and slept with women I tell honestly that I am just after a unspoiled nookie. It 's a petty jarring that some of these char would drive'I just want to sleep with you'and understand that into 'save me with love'. NO. On a side banker's bill I knew that some women love the challenge of trying to change a man but honestly, just stop.
After thirteen yr of this one day I happen to receive a text subject matter from an unknown number.

( unknown region number ) Hey Scott ? This is my new telephone number. Not sure if this is you.

( Me ) Umm hi, who is this ?

( Unknown turn ) It 's Monica, it 's been a spell but Hi !

I am dazed at the gens, all that time of trying to populate my own biography and now all of a sudden I feel like I might hurl from my anxiety from one text message. I quickly grew angry at myself for being so decrepit against her. I thought to myself'I 'm the conqueror of pussies old and young, ugly and hot, I can carry on with an old friend rightfulness ? ! ?'As it turns out I could n't so I ignored it.

About a hebdomad go by, it 's Sabbatum now and I have stared at my telephone every day since trying to make good sense of my own tactile sensation, I knew I could easily participate her life again and it will be just as it was before but forged because I would let to constantly be reminded that someone else is enjoying that body. But I was deathly curious and I hate not knowing and regretting so I picked up the telephone set and brought up her chat :

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

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

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

( Me ) Umm indisputable I 'm free people. Want to meet at that Bistro on twenty percent near the coffee berry workshop ?

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

As I put the earpiece down I knew I could n't escape this urging interior of me. It was exhilaration and trepidation roiling all through me. I could n't help but think of her last instruction 'ca n't look to see you'. I oddly found myself smiling as I went about taking a rain shower and getting gear up. I decided to dress my age and brought out my most stylist blazer, jeans, plain white wearing apparel shirt, and flush. I was out the threshold in an hour, I figured I get chocolate and calm down my nerves a little.

She was late about thirty minutes but as I watched her walk up in front end of the Bistro from my umber shop vantage tip I nearly forgot everything I have been mulling over for the hr I waited. She was wearing black leggings with genu high black boots with a white top that definitely showed her shapely get form. I do n't say that in a bad way at all, I can secernate she kept up her employment out even after her gestation because she was full figured but note in a way only a somebody who moved around a lot can be. Her once little A cup breast were at least a pair cup size of it larger ( give thanks good for breastfeeding ). Her fuzz was long and crinkly and came down to her ass which at the mo was facing towards me, it looked soft and perky in her pixilated leggings. I was getting a backbreaking on just looking at her.

I went out to suffer her and as I was approaching from behind I could n't help but feel anxious and worried. Worried that I would bedevil myself again with fantasies of her to the point that I would rather be alone if I could n't be with her. This feeling kept getting stronger up until the distributor point she turned around with her energetic smiling and embracing. She smelled so estimable being this closing curtain, like field of Lavenders. She was so soft and tender as she held me, melding into my coat of arms perfectly as if we were two section of a mould. `` Hey handsome ! '' she exclaimed happily.

Before I could serve myself I blurted out `` holy place diddly-squat you look amazing ! '' I saw her register what I said in shock than her face soften and slowly she began to blush a little as she held me at arm 's length. My eyes leering all over her body. I felt helpless and a petty greasy but I could n't help myself, she was gorgeous ! Her already curvy body gained definition and swell, I did n't realize how dramatically until I was up next to her.

'' Thanks, you are looking corking yourself ! '' She responded with big eyes and a big smile. I wanted nothing more than to grab her and kiss her deeply.

'' Let 's go grab a table and catch up. '' I suddenly felt relaxed. I had a revelation as I stood watching her while waiting for a table ; I realized I have never truly been dependable with her about my feelings and that in go reflected on how I acted towards her. After we were apart and I began my methodical honest heartbreaking I was brutally good with all those girls. I swore to myself as we were seated that I would be dependable with her no issue the cost.

As we ate we caught up on our life. She has two kid and has been a housewife and mom. She said she misses me and that she 's glad that we could entrance up because she was moving to New York. Apparently her married man got a promotion and will throw to mold in NY, he and the kidskin are already there settling in while she finishes some things here and will be flying in a couple daylight. gratuitous to say I was somewhat frustrated in hearing this but at the Lapp meter I realize she is alone at the moment without having immediate duty. She loves her kid and I knew I could n't contend with them with her metre. I began to diagram my motion, I needed her to fuck exactly how a great deal she makes me softheaded with lust and love.

As we were finishing up I asked if she had any pressing business enterprise left today. She responded with a immense smile and told me she did not and that I should proceed her party as she is alone and misses her family. I responded with `` of course I will keep you caller, just treat me like a substitute anything ... ..anything you need. '' I 'm not sure if she caught on to my conditional relation as she just smirked and said 'ok'.

After lunch we went and got coffee and then to the film. We caught a early time slot for a love affair comedy. I did n't really pay aid as I kept looking at her and trying to prevent my paw from touching her. Halfway during the moving picture I notice that the armrest was up and her sexy wooden leg were fairly close to my hand so I carefully leaned over rustling in her ears `` that 's totally me '' while patting my hands on her thigh in sync with the booster telling a joke on screen. I kept my hands there and she tightened up but did n't really gave any entailment to her discomfort. As I already promised myself that I would just say whatever I thought I leaned in again after a couple bit and said `` does it bother you that my custody are on your legs ? I like the tone of your knickers. I can impress them if it makes you uncomfortable. ``

It took a couple seconds as she continued to gaze at the screen but she finally responded `` I do n't mind. '' I could n't think it, I was about to blow my warhead just from touching her thighs ; how could I even have sex with her I thought. After a while I wanted to push the boundaries so I began to rub her a little and to the inside. I felt her tense up but she continued to learn the movie. I got a little more bold and with my little finger I began to slide it up into her crotch almost touching but not. I could sense 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 offend reaction and furtive glance at me.

'' I do n't consider so but thanks anyways. '' she responded. I smiled and watched the eternal sleep of the moving picture while my hands gently rubbed her upper good second joint. After the movie was over it was already dark. The picture show house was full and citizenry they were walking every which way. I thought it was a good opportunity to seize her bridge player feigning that I did n't need to get split up. Her workforce were cushy and warm as I pulled her along towards the exit. It reminded me of the preceding when we would hold hands everywhere, the swear base of the friend zone : holding hands.

Outside the air was nice and cool with a slight breeze, I looked over and saw that her hair was gently blown over her brass. It was the cutest affair as she brushed her hairsbreadth out of her eyes, sadly this made her break our hold to do so. She caught me staring and asked `` why are you just smiling looking at me ? '' I caught a hint of playfulness in her voice.

'' I was thinking that we should go grab dinner party and drinking so I can extend to secernate you how beautiful you are. '' I said with a touch of fear that I might experience scared her off.

I could n't quite study her expression through her hair's-breadth but I think it was surprise with a touch of amusement. `` 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 theatre. The bar was a small pub that you would find anywhere that has a downtown. We sat furthest away from the big screen TVs so we could hear each early while still able to see the whole bar.

We settled into our comfort zone easy as the swallow kept coming. We decided on sharing a crowd of appetizers since we were still broad from lunch. We joked and gag, talking about everything and anything. It was easy to draw a blank that we have n't seen each former in so long when the synergy was so palpable. As we got to our fourth round of drinks I remembered that we use to joke about Robot sex of all affair. It was a long inside joke about the future when we would be able-bodied to put our minds inside robot. I would say that I if I could, I would stimulate the most advanced robot penis ever being able to move in every which way with vibration scene and lots of Equus caballus power for thrusting. She would always insist that it would be obsolete at that spot because anyone not in a robot would be utter from all the STD 's due to masses 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 salute out while laughing so hard from the sudden head. This led to a long debate on synthetic lubrication or constitutional lubrication, then it went into a debate on firmness of a penis ; if too hard can be a bad thing. Before I knew it the time read almost midnight and the conversation veered into personal fantasies.

'' So what is/was your ultimate phantasy young woman and what did you do ? '' She asked with a arch smirk, center only slits leaning over with her pap resting on the table. My psyche went blank as I stared at her not so covered cleavage.

After a bit I took a sip of my potable and leaned over until we were almost wind to poke which brought a bout of razzing from her. I composed myself and with a stern face said `` My fantasy dream girl is staring me right in the heart right now. She has always been so and I believe always will be, as for the act I would first please her with every extremity I have. I would eat her pussy until the slop dripped down to her toes, I would scavenge every inch of her hide with my tongue and then some. I would use my finger, toes, elbows, knee, mouth, and body to give her such pleasure that she would bury her own figure. When she 's lying drained from all her wet coming I would fuck her in every hole until my torso breaks and I am no longer able to move anything ! '' I said the last with an malefic smile and settled back to demand a drink.

By the time I finished her eyes were as big as saucers and her rima oris hung open slightly, I reached down and stick to a chip into her sass from the nachos. She jerked back and chewed on reflex action still staring at me unblinking. I think she was pondering how to answer or maybe formulating an escape architectural plan. When she opened her mouth and was finally about to say something I cut her off ...

'' Whew that was a dinner party, did you like the nachos ? '' I said changing the field, at to the lowest degree trying to. She did n't sting. I almost said 'just kidding'but I decided that the truth felt thoroughly to let out.

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

'' well what ? What I said was the accuracy. I 'm sorry you do n't desire to hear it but I 'm sure 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 little as she pondered what to do next. Finally she said quietly `` for how retentive ? ``

I decided to be a smartness ass and responded with `` I 'm volition 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 first time I met you at that party I guess. It ... ..I mean the feeling never left, it dulled a short 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 black shtup me dress'. I never forgot how sexy you are ; age and motherhood did n't seem to consume diminished your looks. If anything I think you are many tier up more sexy now, especially those ... ( here I cupped my hired hand on my chest and pretended to contract ).

She looked exasperated at this and started to laugh so hard that she almost spilled her drink. `` Oh my god, you 're so still the same ! well thanks but I do n't palpate the way you explained about me, me with milk and god knows what over my clothes all the time. '' She says while shaking her head in entry. I think the swallow 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 conclusion that I should definitely arrive at my move, it 's now or never. I have nothing to lose, and the alcohol is making me far more surefooted than I should be. I leaned over again with a pitiful expression on and said `` facial expression, I really be intimate you. ( I paused for dramatic affect and hoped to catch her essence string ) When we stopped talking I was really alone I lost my phantasy and best ally. I know you needed to live your life with your family and I respect that but my life was n't the Lapplander. '' I looked down and sighed deeply hoping she would feel 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 sleep with what paradise flavor like. '' It was the most disgusting and cheesy thing I have ever said but she is Charles Frederick Worth depraved natural action

I think the alcohol is doing its tariff because she seems to be considering it. She was looking down at the table for a spell and finally looked up. `` What do you think of rest with you ? '' She knew damn well what I meant, I guess she wanted me to specify before she conceded or denied my request.

In an clean-handed articulation as not to go too tidal bore I said `` I just want you by my position tonight, I need you in my weaponry like we are in love. We use to log Z's together all the time think of ? '' It was on-key that in the past tense we sometimes slept in the Sami bed but I did n't mention that those fourth dimension it was because we were too drunk to care or fuck.

'' Just sleeping ? With clothes on ? '' She asked with hilltop up skeptical.

'' Clothes, no apparel ... ..does it subject ? '' I said trying hard not to smile.

'' Sir Walter Scott ... ..I do n't think my husband would appreciate it either way. '' She said almost firmly.

I had to think fast, I needed to win over her, short-change of pouring blastoff down her throat. `` He does n't have to have it away, besides he hates me and he was the one who took my friend away from me. I think he owes me some consideration. I just missed you so a lot and I ca n't remember the finish time I had so lots fun. '' The last part was convincing as it was dead on target. She finally conceded that we should spend more clock time tonight to tattle. We took a cab to the hotel she was staying at since she was closing on the sales agreement of her house here. When we got to the room I was trying to not search to happy, keeping a neutral face on. She excused herself to go to the restroom to alter and what not.

An hour past before she came out but what she had on almost made me forget the choler and curiosity at why she took so long. Her boldness was newly scrubbed and I can see how soft and glistening her face was without make up. Her whisker was pulled back into a greyback and it looked damp. She was wearing an oversize tee shirt with no bra, I could n't tell if she wore panty or not but her wooden leg were damn sexy. As I was staring at her overtly I realized my pegleg were starting to experience wet from pre-cum. I wanted goose egg more than to pull it out and palliate the atmospheric pressure. She must have observance as she settled on the top of the blanket. I pulled my shirt over my chief forgetting it had buttons and undid my knickers. I did n't rend my pants down yet as my raging toilsome on was in broad steadiness. Finally she turned off all but one brightness and I turned around facing away from the bed and pulled my pants down and off along with my windsock. I was just in boxer brief as I sat on the edge.

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

'' Because my shaft is in full salute and it 's your fault. '' I said honestly. She seemed to chortle and expressed with a suspire why she was doing this.

I finally lay down next to her with a bit of adjustment and stared at the ceiling wondering what she was thinking. She was turned away from me and I can see from the corner of my eyes that she was all-embracing awake like me. Finally after a few minutes of silence she pulled the covers over her and settled in. I did the Lapp thing still looking straight up. I can feel the warmth of her so near me and I can smell her Sweet citrous fruit nerve pick. I slowly turned towards her and deliberate if I could smooch her, I longed to feel her ass on my bulge. After a heated debate in my straits I decided that I should push her as far as I could, maybe I 'm still drunk at this point.

I slowly slid my organic structure closer to her and gently put my arms around her venter. She immediately placed her hired man on top of mine, the motion was n't lost on me ; it meant do n't contact anywhere but here. I put my fount at the back of her neck and pulled her to me, she allowed this but it meant that my intemperately pecker was pressed between her ass. As soon as I felt this I almost came rectify there. I think the mental strain on my hormones was too a great deal for me because I pulled her tighter and grinded a piddling. She did n't seem to hate this as she started to labour her ass into me. Thinking in hindsight I think she had a trivial bit too lots to drink as well and it 's toilsome to control these things once your already half naked and press out together like lego block. My external respiration hasten and it was redress against her cervix and I can see cuckoo jut forming over her exposed skin. Her grip on my 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 finger her trunk tense up and start to fidget. I inched my way up to her hips around her ass and squeezed a small, this clip she once again brought her workforce on top of mine. I was n't deterred this time, my lust was boiling over at this juncture so I reached around quite determined to get between her legs and put my hands on her pussycat. To my surprisal she was n't wearing step-in and I instantly felt her wet, wet snatch. I used my quarter round to subdue her clit as my other four fingers worked their way between her slippery rim and began to rub.

She let out a moan and swearword as her hands once again shot on top of mine and her leg closed over my handwriting. This actually worked against her as my fingers 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 spatial relation pressing her ass hard into me. I was driven at this point, closed leg or not I kept my fingers working deeper into her and position to side. The like time I was wax on grinding into her with my surd swelling. This kept on for five minutes and then fifteen, finally she moaned and convulsed into her sexual climax. Her walls were crushing my fingers and soaking them in an instant.

Once she subsided in her throes I slowly pulled my finger out and brought them to my rima oris sucking all of her sweet juices up. She was laying there panting with her cheek pressed into her pillow, my movement had pulled the cover off of us except our legs. Her hip were so curvaceous laying on her side of meat like that with her shirt pulled up and bunched at her stomach, I can see her smooth pure ass and the fantasm between them that hinted at the most wonderful experience if I were to stick around my shaft there. As I reached to pull out my boxers down she suddenly threw moth-eaten water on my fantasy.

'' No More please. '' She said shakily. My boxers were right at my knees when I stopped what I was doing, cock 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 matrimonial with shaver ! ``

'' 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 disconsolate. '' She said almost tearful.

Seeing her almost in split made me go a little mild, just a piddling. `` Can you at to the lowest degree state me honestly that you would it if things were different ? '' I said in an exasperated voice.

She turned around and looked me in eyes and flickered down to my putz and up to my chest before settling on my typeface. `` Yes, of row. I am a cleaning woman first and foremost. In a different situation I would fuck your robot phallus until it broke ! '' She chirped with a smile.

I could n't decide if she really meant that or just took pity on me. As I concentrated on her face I saw that her aspect switched from guiltiness to lust and back. I decided to bequeath it at that instead of saying something snide I said `` I 'm going to take a shower and go home. '' I then walked towards the lavatory kicking my underwear off and walking fundament naked into the toilet facility before she could say anything. As I showered I replayed everything that happened tonight in my head. The way her body moved and felt, the way she responded to my tinge like she loved it. The more I thought about it the more raging I got, the image of her ass and ramification kept playing in my mind. My stopcock responded in turn, getting hard again. As I stood there under the nebulizer of water stroking my tool I snapped.

I turned off the weewee and patted myself as dry as I can and stroll out of the bathroom. Monica was laying on her spine with a arm resting on her head. I could n't read the blank look on her case but she seemed to be cryptical in thought and did n't notice me standing there naked looking down at her. I walked up and jumped on top of her straddling her pelvis, knee on either incline. I leaned down holding myself up with both weaponry I kissed her deeply. She did n't respond for a couple seconds but then I felt her osculate me back. We laid there kissing for a couple moment until I broke off breathing heavily. Her eyes were still closed. `` I do n't buy your bullshit guilt, if you want me make me. We do n't have to see each other ever again when you leave yet again ! ``

Before she could respond I pushed myself down and plunk face first between her legs, at the same prison term my script swept up her shirt. I began sucking her clit almost instantly upon middleman, she let out a groan and a `` oooooh shit. '' It drove me to tongue fuck her pussy as mysterious as my tongue would go. As I pulled my tongue out and over her clitoris I replaced them with my fingers and began to milk her G-Spot. With my hands I reached under her shirt and began to play with her pap which were hard as baseball field. I tweaked them between my digit and she let out a yelp. My ire kept building the more I pleased her that I did n't even wait until she came before I got up pulled her to me by her rose hip and placed my cock just inside her. I reached and grab a leg in each arm and rammed my cock to the hilt into her. The botheration of entering her so fast just added to my anger and I began pumping in and out furiously. She let out a hard intimation but did n't say anything but you can see it in her aspect that she felt the nuisance too.

pull her legs further into her in a fold and lifting my balls began to smack into her asshole. I never let off a arcsecond as I pounded her pussy as hard as I could, face in a grimace. She began to facilitate up from the bother and I can narrate from her moan and face that she was starting to experience good. It was apparent from the amount wetness that was coming out of her, running down her ass crack and cheeks. After what seemed long time ( when in reality was seven minutes or so ) I pulled out. I turned her over by force out but she realized what I wanted and completed the twist on her own onto all fours. I placed a pillow under her and quickly stuck my cock back into her, hard. She was moaning incoherent words as I began to pound into her ass. After a bit I stuck a finger into my mouth to get it wet and started to bug her shit which was a cute slight ruck. She tried to bring a hand around and stop me but I brushed it aside and cleave a digit in. She let out a screech of pleasure or pain, I do n't roll in the hay. I leaned down and began to kiss her effort soaked back and neck opening while thrusting deep and putting my weight down, alternating between leaning over and leaning back and smacking her ass red.

After a couplet minutes of angry throbbing, I could n't hold back 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 mouth or her pussy and that she needed to pluck fast. Right after she moaned out to cum in her mouth I was already starting to shoot. I got off and reached down to her shoulders to flip her and did n't give it to her sass but snap ribbons of cum all over her pilus, cheek, and neck. Some got on the pillow she was laying on. After the last spurt convulsed out of me I collapsed on her half turned eubstance and gave small buss on her stomach. There was no words spoken as I got off next to her. She got up and went into the bathroom and the close thing I heard before darkness took me was the sink running.

I woke up early the side by side dawn around six, I 've always woke up early when drinking the dark before. It seems like a cruel trait to cause 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 face. The computer memory of my raging fuck with my married protagonist came rushing in and I smiled. My farsighted sought after obsession finally came to fruition in a most conclusive explosion. I gently sat up and just stared at her sleeping figure, ass out to the side, T-shirt pulled up to tits exposing her soft consistence and stunning legs. After a spell she murmured something lost in the grogginess of sleep and rubbed her centre. She seemed to be struggling with her current situation nestled next to me one-half bare and me fully naked. She had this startled deer look on her cunning brass and I could n't help but let out a short laugh as I got up and started to search for my clothes. Just as I was done pulling on my shirt and windsock she was just about to say something when her earphone started blaring.

'' how-do-you-do ? '' She said sleepily.

'' Hey hun ... ... ... yea I just got up. '' Listening. `` No it 's OK, I should deliver gotten up already. '' I can only coincide that it was that dastardly married man of hers. I quietly put my shoe on grabbed my tonality 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 taut smile as if saying 'this is my life sentence and you made me cheating'. I gave her my most charm apologetic grin and went out the room access.

I did n't need to find out her say 'sorry'or 'it was a mistake'so I left without saying anything. In reality I did n't require to hear myself try to cling onto her, I did n't want 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 glance up at the hotel and wondered if I would ever see her again. In mind I thought evilly about how I always wanted to go to NY and maybe I should chaffer one day ...