Summer 1986 Lenora and I had been dating for over two years. It was a long-distance relationship, but it worked for both of us because of our careers. We were young; I was 27, and she was 24. Lenora was a nurse, and I worked on Wall Street. At the time, she had highlighted light brown, almost blonde hair and was petite, five foot 2 inches tall and thin. She had 34 B cups with long nipples and a round ass that showed nicel...

I was intrigued but slightly embarrassed when my husband Ed told me he was writing stories about us. This is the first story I was able to read, and we decided to see what I thought and write my version of it. I love my husband and always have, and I know he loves me. When we were dating, we had our share of problems, like anyone else. We met in 1984 and dated until 1986, when we broke up. We got back together and eventua...