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She knew my grown children, all of whom were older than she. She knew my grandsons and adored them, although she couldn’t be too obvious in her attention. When she finally met a man and settled into a quasi-marriage, I was the loving uncle, accepted as such by her ‘make believe husband’. When her friends had problems, she called me in tears, this giving, sharing soul. And when my own situation finally changed, freeing me to travel and enjoy the world in new ways, she made arrangements to join me in Key West for our special celebration. And now, I lay beside her, on a ridiculously huge hammock, and felt my heart bursting from my chest with my love for her. I slipped quietly from the hammock and covered her near-nudity with a light sheet, leaving her sleeping quietly. I spent an hour in a nearby coffeehouse, enjoying traditional yellow-corn and condensed milk with impenetrable Café Cubano and Cuban bread. Walking by the hammock, I saw that she still slept and, leaving her a note, I. Gone was Christian’s twisted definition of a relationship. His whips no longer striped my bottom. Nor did his leather cuffs shackle my arms and legs to meet his capricious whims. At least that is what I told myself. However, I did miss one element of our play, the feel and the smell of fine leather. Something about the leather ignited my senses, steamed my sex and dampened my panties. While jack was away from the office in the Orient I had used my smarts to tamper on line the invoices for the accounts receivable which allowed me to siphon off the funds I needed to live in a style I had grown accustom too in my past life. At least that is how I justified in my mind cooking the books. However, I was quite careful not to leave the accounts in the red. Then as the months went by and my needs for money outweighed my conscious taking from the company became a habit. Please, understand I ask not for your forgiveness or excusing my despicable behavior. Instead I ask to use your sense of.
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