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This story starts after the first week when I had been feeling good and relaxed and had had a great time. My husband had called my stepbrother and I. I was feeling nervous and wanted to feel safe so I had told him that I wanted to give him my phone number and he was a very supportive husband and father. He had given me a phone number to call him and I was pretty sure he would be there. I had to be sure. I was nervous too and didn’t want to let my body down and was feeling a bit naughty in my pants but decided to play along and call him first. We both had an amazing time. I told him I had an hour to get to the place I wanted to go. He was pretty surprised I was willing to take him and he let me know he wasn’t going to be home for the night and that I could pick him up in the car. I was in the process of getting ready to go out to dinner and he had told me to pick him up from a park and we would go to the park together for the afternoon.

He said that he would drive me there and that he knew I could drive but he would drive on his own. I asked if this was really something I wanted to do. He said yes and I said I would be there for the night. I had to be really careful not to let him down or I would drive off into a dark night and never come back. I got to the park around 10.00pm and as I was leaving, I noticed a sign saying “No Smoking” but it was in front of a restaurant called a bar, so I decided that my plan would be to sneak a cigarette in front of this establishment. So I walked up to the restaurant and asked if it was safe to have any cigarette in the car and if I would be allowed to smoke in the restaurant while my husband went to dinner. I asked what the rules were and my husband asked me to step inside to see if it was ok to smoke. After the meal, my husband said that we should do something else. I said okay and walked into one of the other rooms. I took one cigarette out of the bag on the counter and put it under the table, next to the chair and leaned my head on it. I was leaning against a table and the window was slightly open and a window pane was hanging down. I took another and put it on the window pane and leaned back and smoked. After a few minutes, my cigarette was pulled out of my bag and I took it out and lit it. It was a bright light and I could see it clearly and clearly. It was the brightest of lights that I had ever seen so I was very excited to see this light. I walked back in and pulled down the window and leaned forward a little. I pulled out my bag and put this cigarette on the window pane and sat down in the chair I had sat on the table. I took one last puff and lit the lighter. I leaned forward and lit it and sat back down again with the chair I sat on. I had a big smile on my face because I was smoking a cigarette.

My husband was sitting opposite me sitting in a seat next to a window pane that was facing the table that was open and there was a window pane hanging down.

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