When I finally got home, Monicas car was parked in the driveway. She always beat me home, we lived in the Eastside neighborhood of Tacoma, a mere ten ...inute, traffic-free drive from her bank. I grabbed my satchel, and rushed to the door, eager to put the new Monica to the test, while fearing this was some sort of elaborate prank. Maybe Monica signed us up for some sort of cruel reality show, like How to Frustrate Your Husband. It wasnt, she was waiting for me naked and posing like a pin-up. I gathered courage and stretched my left hand and touched her hand with one of my fingers. To my bloody surprise, she held my hand tightly. Well, how am I supposed to control my feelings? In no time, I lifted her hand, kept it on the seat and started kissing her finger. She was co operating beautifully. I had my girl-friend’s face flashing in my mind. But the first touch of a woman made me forget everything. In between I drew back and touched her hand again. She held firmly this time. I pushed. More

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