Saturday, January 29, 2011
Check out my new post, its leading up to the cliff hanger
If you are new to my blog, its a novel. If you want to get caught up go to my first post and start there. From that point on its in order. Post comments I would love to know what you think of my story.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
A vision of the night her parent's died reveals more secrets and life changing surprises!
It was the night my parents died, just before my graduation dinner and party. My dad said that he loved me and that was his reasoning for everything. He said everything would be along with this key. He handed me a necklace with a key on it and told me to put it some place safe. I told him I would but had no real understanding what anything he was saying actually meant. Then I told him that I loved him too. He got up and left. That would be the night my life forever changed. When he left, I took the necklace and stuck it in my secret floor safe. My dad had it installed to keep anything I wanted private and safe. Suddenly I was pulled out of the vision by a frantic Michael. He was shaking me and screaming my name. I opened my eyes and saw relief flood his face he picked me up in his arms and just held me. “Michael, I can’t breathe please loosen up your grip,” I asked. “Sorry, you just freaked me out, I though you were dying. We need to get you to the hospital and have your brain scanned there is obviously something happening to you,” he exclaimed. “NO, we need to go to my house, I just had another vision and I need you to take me there IMMEDIATELY!” I said.
Chapter Eight
We left his house and got in his car immediately. Driving like a crazy person Michael got to my burnt down house in about ten minutes. I knew exactly where to go. The stairs were still intact so I carefully walked up them and into my childhood bedroom. On the floor there was a section of flooring that hid my safe. I walked over to it and lifted up the flooring, sure enough it was still there. I punched in the code and there it was the key but also some documents I had never seen nor remember putting them there. My dad must have had the code and put these here. I pulled out everything and went back to where Michael was waiting and we left. “Where do you want to go now Susan?” asked Michael. “How about this bank, I showed him the papers it had the name and address of a bank I have never heard of.
It took us about two hours to get to this bank it was in Mt. Vernon
For the whole ride home we drove in silence. Neither of us knew how to feel or what we should say. Soon we reached Michaels house. I hopped out of his car and ran to the door waiting impatiently for Michael to unlock the front door. He opened the door and ushered me in, we immediately went up to his office to go through what we found. “This is so crazy, is this really happening?” I asked Michael. “Honey, take a deep breath, you look like you could pass out. Give me the bag and I will start pulling everything out so we can go through it. I have a safe you can store stuff in when we are done,” said Michael. Michael pulled out everything and placed them in piles for us to review. The first pile was the bare bonds and the cash. The cash is from several different countries. Michael started counting the bare bonds for me and looked at me. “Susan there is more than fifty million dollars in bare bonds, you are now a very rich woman,” he said. “Holy shit, are you sure, I wonder how my dad got those? We were very poor when I was growing up, this is so crazy,” I exclaimed. The next pile was the jewelry. Michael and I looked over the jewelry together. It was incredible I have never seen so much beautiful jewelry in my life. Then I picked up my birth certificate. I turned it over and pushed it to Michael. “I can’t read that right now,” I said feeling more scared and unsure than I have ever in my life. I could see Michael wanting to say something, but then he changed his mind. “Just say it, what ever it is that you are holding back spill it,” I yelled feeling overwhelmed. “Its just that your birth certificate has the name of your biological mother and I think you need to know, maybe the visions will stop once you know. It seems like all of your visions are telling you information to remember her. I just want to help you get through this,” he said. I leaned over and kissed him and grabbed the birth certificate out of his hands and turned it over. It said my name, birth date, dads name and then the name of my mother which was someone by the name of Jasmine Marie Travis. There it is the name of a woman I really don’t remember nor have is seen in years. What do I do with this information? I am so confused and scared. “Michael, what should I do? I am so confused and scared and feel like everything I ever knew about my life was a lie. I am rich as hell which completely blows my mind. Since my dad’s death I have had money, but not like this. This is crazy,” I said. The last pile was the court documents. These I am too scared to look at least not today, maybe not ever. “Michael, will you go over those for me, I can’t handle that right now, I think I am going to go lay down for a little while are you cool with that?” I asked. “Also can you put everything else in your safe? I will take the bare bonds to my bank another day,” I asked as I walked down the hall to our bedroom. I took off all my clothes and climbed in our bed. Before my head hit the pillow I was in another vision. I was about eight to ten years old and we were rushing out of town, my dad was frantic, I felt dizzy like I was drunk or drugged. Someone had drugged me, my dad had drugged me. What the hell was going on where were we going? I felt sick and scared. I feel like we are running from something. I could see a sign it said we were in Kansas Kansas
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Michael has Susan's past investigated and may have destroyed their future.
I rolled over in bed and kissed Michael waking him up. I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and walked out to the balcony. I sat in the chair and enjoyed the quiet peace of the morning plus the sun was out. I love it here. Maybe I should just sell my house and move in with Michael. Before I realized it Michael was laying with me on the chair like once again he was reading my mind. He acted like I said my thoughts out loud and looked me in the eyes and said, “When your family home is rebuilt, you could sell it and move in with me, do you know how happy you would make me if you did this?” “Do you know how happy you make me? I have never felt this complete before in my life,” I said. I pulled his face to mine and said, “The answers to your questions all of them are yes. Yes, I will sell my house and move here, yes I will be the mother of your children and yes I want to be your wife.” He immediate wrapped his arms around me and pulled me on to his lap and into an embrace kissing me on my lips and all over my face. “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” he said with tears running down his face and finally hiding nothing from me. I cried along with him knowing I made the correct decision. We will have to work out the logistics of this later but for now I am going to just enjoy this moment and love him.
“What do you want for breakfast?” asked Michael “I’m not hungry, I just want coffee” I said. “Are you sure? I could cook something quick for you, I want your first day as my fiancé’ to be perfect,” he said smiling. “I am sure it will. I’m just happy to get back to work,” I said. I went to my closet to pick out what I am going to wear today and could not make up my mind. I have so much to choose from now. “Michael, can you come here?” I yelled. He came into my closet and said, “What do you need?” he asked frowning. “What should I wear to work, you bought me too much and I can’t decide,” I asked. “Are you kidding me? You want me to pick out what you are wearing today?” he said sounding snippy. He walked over to the rack with all my suits and grabbed to first one and handed it to me then walked out. Ok, he is in a bad mood. But he is good, this suit is perfect. I dressed and went into the bathroom to finish getting ready. Michael was in my way. I think he might actually spend more time getting ready than me. “What do you think?” I asked. He looked at me and smiled which told me I looked good and then he turned back to the mirror finishing his hair. I scooted in next to him and was pulling my hair in a bun and putting on my make up. Michael moved away from the mirror and sat in the chair and watched me finish getting ready. I looked at him through the mirror and he looked so stressed. After I was finished I turned around and sat on arm of the chair. “What is the matter with you today?” I asked. “What are you talking about, I am fine” he said. “Your lying, you have been out right pissy since I brought up work. Did I due something wrong, are you mad at me?” I asked. He pulled me onto his lap and kissed me. “I’m sorry, I just didn’t want you to go back to work yet, I thought we agreed on a full week off?” he said. “Michael, it has been a full week, it’s Monday” I said. “See that’s where you are wrong, a week would be tomorrow. I wanted this one more day with you before going back to reality,” he said as he kissed me again. “How about a compromise, we go into the office and only work a half day, what do you think?” I asked. “No, it is not a good compromise, no one is expecting us in the office today I had already cancelled our appointments, so we are going to go to work and will have noting to do,” he said with irritation. “Why don’t you just stay home then, and I will go without you. If you’re going to be so bitchy, I would rather not be around you as you’re pouting,” I said. “Fuck, fine I will go to work, I just wanted one more day alone with you that is all, I am sorry, your so excited to get the fuck away from me,” he said. Suddenly he lifted me to standing and left the bathroom. Why is he having a total melt down? I can’t believe him. I turned around and walked back into my closet and took off my suit. I pulled my hair out of the bun and put on jeans and a t-shirt then left my closet. As I walked out onto the balcony I grabbed a new book of Michael’s from the nightstand. I could hear Michael calling me but I ignored him. I could here him getting more pissed that I haven’t answered him and him stomping around looking for me. He finally found me on the balcony and came outside. “What are you doing?” he asked. I looked him in the eyes and said, “I guess I am staying home.” He looked at me feeling a little frustrated, “What are you talking about, I got ready, you got ready and now you’re reading a book, I don’t get it,” he said. “Well let me see, you had a complete melt down because I wanted to go to work, so instead of fighting with you I am staying home, because I don’t want you to be mad at me,” I said throwing him daggers with my eyes. “Good, that works for me,” he said smiling. He loosened his tie and walked into the bedroom stripping out off his clothes as he went. I watched him getting undressed but forced myself to look away still pissed at him. He disappeared to his closet and came out dressed casual. Coming back to the balcony he asked me what I wanted to do today and I didn’t answer. “Are you going to be mad at all day?” he asked. “Yes” I said. He sat on my chair and stared at me, while I pretended to read my novel. “You can’t stay mad at me all day it will make for a very boring day,” he said pulling out all of his charm. “I was thinking about taking you ring shopping, and meeting with your insurance agent, to see when they will cut you a check regarding your house burning down and finally going to the police station to see if they have any suspects regarding the arson of your house. So do you see why we couldn’t go to work?” he said now yelling and pissed off. I put my hand on his and said, “Michael, you have got to calm down or I am leaving, I can stay in a hotel for a while, I will be ok. But this, this way you are acting today I can’t handle it in fact it is a little on the scary side,” I said to him very calmly. “I’m sorry Susan I am just a little on the edge, I have to talk to you about something, and I don’t want to freak you out. I thought we could do something fun and I could ease you into it, but I have acted badly and I do apologize,” he said resting his head on his hands. I pulled his hands away and kissed them. “Michael, I love you, nothing is going to change that. So what is this all about?” I asked. He looked at me but looked incredibly tortured causing me to feel officially scared. Every time I think there’s going to be peace in my world, everything changes. I have a feeling that this news is not going to be good. “Susan I don’t know where to begin, I don’t want you to be upset or scared,” he said. “I am not a fragile person, I have been through a lot in my life and would just appreciate you being up front with me,” I said. “Ok, but you’re not going to like it. I may have crossed the line in the area of privacy. Do you remember everything I told you about my wife dying and how?” he asked. “Yes of course, I will never forget that,” I quickly responded. “Well, I called a private investigator when she died, the police said it was a simple case of murder suicide and I never really bought that. Maybe it was my pride, but something just didn’t sit right with me. Then your house burns with us in it. So I called that same investigator last night and had him look into it. Susan, he called this morning with news regarding your fire and your dad’s car accident,” he said not making eye contact with me. “Wait a minute, what the hell would cause you to look into my father’s death? Why would you violate me this way? I don’t understand,” I said screaming at him. I got up from the chair and started to walk away. He stood in my way not letting me pass. “Susan, I know you’re mad but you need to hear me out,” he exclaimed. “No I don’t have to hear you out, I don’t have to listen to any of this, I can’t believe you would cross this line with me, you know how much my parents death effected me, yet you dig into something you have no right to do so,” I said with tears running down my face but still he would not move. “Susan, the investigator dropped off some information for us this morning and I want you to look at it. It is bad and your safety is at risk. So please put your anger aside for a moment and just trust me,” he said taking my hand and leading me to his office. We entered his office and I took a seat in the chair. On the desk was an envelope full of papers. Michael opened the envelope and handed me the papers. I started reading them. It said that he believes my dad was murdered and there were no dead animals to prove that they hit a deer. The investigator said the fire at my house mirrored exactly the fire at Michael’s house. After reading this I couldn’t see anything else, I was crying to hard. I looked at Michael and said, “I don’t understand. What does all this mean?” “I think everything is linked, I’m not really sure yet how but we will figure this all out,” he said rubbing my shoulders. I just stood there and cried for a long time, unsure of everything in my life, mad at Michael for digging in something he had no right, yet I kind of new about my dad’s death. Something never felt right about that night. What were they doing in a part of town they never go, and why didn’t they find any damage to the car that would suggest that they hit anything. I remember thinking that back then, but gave up because no one else was interested and I was young and sad. I wanted to get on with my life. It was already a shocker to find out that the woman who raised me turned out not to be my biological mother. I looked at Michael again and said, “I think I need to leave for a while, maybe, maybe for a long while.” “Susan, No, I can’t lose you, your all I have in this world, without you there is no point for me anymore,” he said looking terrified. I got up and walked out of his office and into our bedroom. I grabbed a travel bag filled it with clothes and started to leave, but before I could get out of the bedroom Michael stopped me. “We will figure this all out Susan, don’t you believe in me? I thought you loved me and were going to be my wife,” he said crying openly. I couldn’t bear for him to feel this way I put down the bag and grabbed on to him and hugged him. He relaxed in my arms and we just stood there for a long time crying together. I new why he was upset I get it but he crossed the line. I know he had good intentions but still he is opening up old wounds. I lead him to the bed to sit down. It felt like my legs weighted a thousand pounds. Suddenly I was unconscious and deep into another vision.
Friday, January 21, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
Susan's past is revealing itself through her visisons. Visions she has no control of and that will change everything.
I could feel Michael rubbing my arm and it snapped me out the vision or dream or whatever it is that is happening to me. He was looking at me with concern written all over his face. “What just happened to you? I tried to wake you from what ever that was and you didn’t budge. You’re eyes were wide open but moving like REM sleep. What were you seeing?” he asked. “I, I was remembering something from my child hood.” I said. “That’s not a good enough answer you were like catatonic for over twenty minutes and I want the entire story, you scared the shit out of me, Susan,” demanded Michael. “I don’t know Michael, I don’t know if I want to share this part of my life. I would rather forget it.” I plead. “Susan, I have been very patient with you and have tried to just let you unfold your past as you see fit, but this is different. I want to know what is going on. I want you to trust me enough to tell me everything,” he said with that finality that works on everyone, so I caved in and told him everything. “I don’t want you to think I am crazy, do you promise not to look at me differently or think differently of me?” I asked. “I promise never to think you are crazy now spill,” he said. “This started after I called that client Jennifer the first time, as soon as I got finished on the phone with her I was looking out the window and the first vision happened. I was in a judge’s chamber and he was asking me questions and I was crying. I don’t remember this actually happening as a child, which doesn’t really surprise me because I looked maybe four or five at the time. Then when you asked me to dinner and I was cleaning off my desk and the second vision hit me. I was in court and being taken away from my mother by my father The judge just ruled in his favor and I was leaving the court house with my father and she was crying and screaming that she loved me and hoped I would never forget her and that she would never stop trying to get me back. Then I had another I was ten or so at a child’s party at a park and I wandered off into the adjacent forest and got lost. Just when I was feeling scared this women came out from no where and asked me if I needed help. I was crying and said yes so she took me back to the party. No one even noticed that I was missing but as soon as my dad saw I was walking holding hands with this lady, he told me to go play and then I saw him fighting with her. I have no idea who that woman was but as soon as they finished fighting he said we were leaving the party. Then just now the vision was after the last one, it felt like it had been a couple of days I was playing out side my dad and mom were fighting. I now know she wasn’t my biological mom but she was the only mom I knew. I couldn’t hear exactly what they were saying so I moved closer pretending to smell flowers. I heard him say, “How did she find us. It has been five years since we moved and she found us. We might need to move again and I don’t want to uproot her again. I don’t care if she says she has changed I can’t put my daughter in danger. She was a sick lady when I petitioned the court to remove Susie from her care.” Just then he noticed how close I was and lowered his voice, but I think I heard him say that that woman at the park was my mom. How could that be, why didn’t I recognize her? And then you woke me from the vision and that is everything I can remember” I exhaled and looked Michael in the eyes as I was lying across his lap. “Have you been having these visions your whole life?” he asked. “I don’t think so, I mean not that I remember” I responded. “Do you know what ever happened with your biological mother?” he asked. “I didn’t know that the woman that raised me was not my mother until after they died in a car accident when I was sixteen” I said. “What! You never told me your parents died in a car accident when you were sixteen. Why have you never shared this with me?” he asked. “It was a long time ago and I did not want to dredge up all those feelings again. It was a dark time in my life and I did not want to re-live it,” I said. Michael waited a moment, I could tell he was trying to say the right thing then finally he said, “Do you think your subconscious is trying to make you remember so you can find her, maybe even have a relationship with her?” he added. “I’m not sure, I have been trying to put it out of my mind and move on, but these visions keep happening and now I’m not sure of anything regarding this.” I said. “Will you tell me about your parent’s death?” he asked. “I don’t know Michael, It was a very hard time for me and I don’t want to re-live it.” I plead. “Susan, I shared with you the darkest most devastating time of my life a secret that not even Jarred completely knows. I wish you could trust me enough to share things with me,” he asked. “Ok, I will tell you but then I never want to talk about it again” I said. “I can’t promise that, because if it’s hurting you we have to work through it. Ignoring it is only going to hurt you and me in our future,” he said. I sat there for a moment longer thinking about my past and whether or not I should share this with him. I know I can trust him, I love him and he only wants to help me. I think if I don’t tell him he is never going to open up to me in the future and I want him to continue opening up to me, but I also can’t handle all this sadness. I need to share this with him and maybe I can actually move past this. So I finally let go of my fears and opened up to him.
“I was sixteen, and had already graduated from high school. My dad took us out to dinner to celebrate my graduation then afterwards there was a graduation party at this restaurant I loved. I had a bunch of friends from school there and my parents decided to let me stay longer and went home. Apparently on the way home my dad went around a sharp corner and there were some deer in the way, he hit one and went over an embankment. The embankment went down to a river where they drowned. I didn’t leave the restaurant for a couple of hours and when I was done a friend drove me home. When I got home they weren’t there yet. I got worried. So I started calling their cell phones. Someone answered, He said for me to come to the police station. I did, and when I got there, there were social services and a bunch of people I had never met. I knew instantly what was going on I knew my parents had died. I ran back out the door of the police station, I dropped to my knees and cried. This really nice lady came up to me and helped me back into the police station. She explained to me what happened and said they didn’t suffer. She said they likely died on impact from the deer. They wanted a foster family to take me but I didn’t want them. I filed for emancipation and won. I was already the lawyer type and I enrolled myself into college. I went only back to get my things before I left for college. A few months after I was in college I man came to my dorms and said he was the executer of my fathers will. My father had life insurance and had set a trust fund for me. My college was paid for and so was my family home. I was sixteen and would possibly never need money again. I went a little crazy shopping for a while. Then buying a new car, my Lexus that was wrecked Monday was my first major purchase. I thought about selling my house but decided not to. I had a real estate agent rent it out for a while but when the last people moved out I decided against renting it out again. Maybe because I still couldn’t go back there, maybe because I just didn’t care. I am not sure, but none of that matters because the house was burnt down and now I have nothing from parents left. Just like you all that I have left is in my memories,” I said now crying. “I’m sorry honey, please don’t cry, I didn’t want you to be upset, please what can I do?” asked Michael. “There is nothing anyone can do, all this is too much, I can’t take anymore stress and sadness, please make it stop, I don’t want to feel this way, this is why I have never told anyone, not a sole about this,” I said crying even harder that before. Michael picked me up into his arms and carried me upstairs to his bedroom. He carefully undressed me and then put me into his bed and covered me up. Michael left the room for a moment and came back with a glass of wine for me. I thanked him a chugged it down it one gulp. He smiled and asked if I wanted more, I shook my head yes and he went to get me more. This time he brought the whole bottle back and a glass for himself. We sat in his bed not talking just drinking. It was exactly what I needed. Before too long we finished the bottle and were both a little buzzed and smiling at each other. “Susan, do want to take a bath?” he asked. I thought about it for a minute and said “Yes only if you’re going to take one with me,” I asked. As always he agreed and then started the bath for us. I was already naked but Michael was still completely dressed, so I gestured for him to come here and I undressed him. I love the feel of his body under my hands. I think he loves being stripped by me because before I could take off his boxer briefs he was hard under my hands. I smiled at him and he let out a deep laugh and took me into his arms and kissed me. This was a hard passionate kiss that left my lips feeling bruised swollen and wanting more. But instead he led me to the bathroom to take our bath but before we entered the bathroom, Michaels kissed me again and asked “Do you want more wine?” “Sure” I responded. Soon he disappeared down stairs to get another bottle of wine. I entered the bathroom and it took my breath away. Michael had lit about thirty candles and had brought up some roses from downstairs putting them in the bathroom. There were even rose petals in the water. This is the most romantic setting I have ever seen. This is amazing, he is amazing I can’t believe he did this without me even seeing him do this, I must have been more out of it then I thought. Michael returned with our wine and refilled our glasses. We climbed in the bath together and held each other and drank our wine, it was beautiful. After a few minutes of silence Michael asked me if I wanted to find my biological mother. I told him I wasn’t sure so he dropped it. We kissed for a while and held each other until the water went cold. I got up to get out of the tub and Michael stopped me before I could get away, he grabbed on and said “Where do you thing you are going?” he asked playfully. “The waters cold and I thought we could move to the shower,” I responded. He smiled and said, “Good answer.” We both got out on the tub and went to the shower area. I reached in and turned it on to get the steamer ready. I love this shower not only does it have all those shower heads and the rain from the ceiling but it is also a steam room. Before I climbed in Michael swung me around and back into his arms. We stood there completely naked, every inch of our bodies touched, he had turned on the music and we slow danced naked while the shower got ready. We kissed for a while and he was teasing every inch of my body, I let out a small moan and he picked me up causing me to wrap my legs around his waist, which I know he loved because he was already hard and ready for more. But instead he opened to shower door and carried me inside. He sat on the shower seat and started to release me instead I inserted him inside me. Michael smiled and looked into my eyes as our bodies performed the act we both loved. I was on top my breasts pressed to his chest and my hips were grinding into his. His mouth found my breast and he kissed and sucked on my nipples, which were still a little sensitive from the abuse from last night. He stood up pushed me up against the shower wall my legs still wrapped around him and he took charge. He is so strong and large inside me. I can feel him throbbing inside of my body. The water was pelting us and he was kissing me everywhere. I was starting to tire from this position, and reached over and shut the water off. Never pulling out of me or letting go of me he carried me out of the shower and onto the floor. He had already laid towels on the floor. Soon we were lying on the floor making love. He pulled out suddenly, and started kissing his way down my body knowing exactly where he was going I smiled and opened my legs. He went down on me and was pleasing me orally. He could tell I was going to come because suddenly he inserted himself in me and continue making love to me. Being on the floor makes my body stay put when he pushed himself into me with more of an intense deepness then before so deep is hurt, but in a good way. In minutes I was coming and he was increasing his speed as he too came. His body was convulsing on top of me which caused me to come a second time, he felt me climaxing again and continued thrusting himself into me until we were both screaming out, I grabbed on to him forcing to him to stop and just lay on top of me. He began to relax his body with him still inside me. We were both sweating and he rolled over on his back and let out a deep breath. “Michael, that was, was, wow!” I said in a whisper. He rolled over looked at me and said, “I know, wow, do you know that I have never felt this way with any other women before? When I am inside you it’s the most complete feeling I have ever felt in my life. All sex is good for men, but with you, I can’t explain it like my whole body is affected and on fire, but in a good way. Where ever you touch me leaves a lasting tingling. God you are amazing, Susan I think you like to distract me with your body. Every time we get on a deep subject we end up in bed.” “Yeah, I do, I’m not going to lie and it works every time. But it also takes away all the stress and sadness I feel when we are talking about those subjects. For that I don’t and won’t apologize,” I said with a smile on my face. I then got up and went to turn back on the shower. I needed to clean up after that sexual experience. Michael got up and joined me in the shower it was all business though. Wow, an actual non sexual bathing experience. We quickly rinsed and got to our fresh towels and were drying off in minutes, we had used up all the hot water taking baths and making love in the shower, so this was a fast shower. I walked into my closet from the bathroom and picked out a night gown to wear to bed, Michael stood in the entrance watching as always. For some reason he liked to watch me decide on what to wear, so I decided on a sexy little number that was black yet completely see through. Michael shook his head and smiled. He said, “That looks even better on you than I thought it would.” I laughed and walked towards our bed. Before I could walk past him he grabbed and picked me up into his arms and carried me to bed. Thinking he wanted more sex, I said, “Michael, I don’t think my body can handle anymore sex, you know you are not a little man god gave you the gift of a very large penis and my body appreciates that, however I believe I am a little raw, if you know what I mean.” Michael laughed and kissed me. “I feel the same way, raw, but it’s just so damn good, I can’t help but want you constantly, and then you wear this and look at me I’m turned on and going to have to try to go to sleep with a hard on,” he said as he surveyed my body. “I could go down on you, if you want me to,” smiling at him I pushed him on the bed. “That’s ok, you don’t have to it will go away soon enough,” he said not believing a word that was coming out of his mouth. “I want to, you are always pleasing me and I want to return the favor,” I said as I kissed him and worked my way down his body. He stopped me before I made it past his belly button and said, “Susan, just because I am hard doesn’t mean I need you to do this, If you did this every single time I was hard you be would be on your knees all day long, because every single time I look at you I get turned on. I think we should just go to sleep.” “What ever you want my love, you know I love to do this for you If you want me to,” I said smiling and kissing his chest. Then I collapsed into bed next to him. He kissed me good night and wrapped his arms around me and next thing we new it was morning and time to wake up.
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