Monica, what can I say about her ; she 's my good supporter, a ceaseless companion, and my foresighted condition infatuation. She also happens to be gorgeous and full of get-up-and-go, being a geek and dancer she has a unique portmanteau word of down to earth along with an unabashed fit body. She 's around 5'6''' or something not skinny with soft baby fat over hard musculus from her terpsichore and exercises. She has black thick hair which she kept short around shoulder duration, her centre are Pomaderris apetala, and her back talk are so luscious and full phase of the moon always in a smile or laugh. Her raw and oft times crude sense of wittiness always with the intimate undertone makes her a thrill to babble with. As I mentioned she was always with me as a 'friend', one of the only young lady I allowed to prevent me in the friend-zone willingly. I think I was just content with what I had, possibly I was too afraid to ever try for more. That was when we were in our 20s. That was before she met 'that'guy, the one that she eventually married and had youngster with, the one I never really gave my benediction too. Of course of action I would n't, not with my implicit in motivation and intimate desires clouding my friendship.

I eventually hold on trying and we drifted apart. This was n't a surprise as these eccentric of friendship often ends up this way and I 'was'a willing participant in it. During the decennium following I dated and slept around but I always seemed to be comparing them to Monica. Small things I would nitpick and dismantle from my relationships ; those that got that far. More often than not I settled into my brutally true image and slept with women I tell honestly that I am just after a beneficial fuck. It 's a little jarring that some of these women would strike'I just want to sleep with you'and understand that into 'save me with honey'. NO. On a side banker's bill I knew that some fair sex love the challenge of trying to change a man but honestly, just stop.
After thirteen years of this one day I happen to take in a textbook substance from an strange bit.

( Unknown turn ) Hey Scott ? This is my new number. Not certainly if this is you.

( Me ) Umm hi, who is this ?

( alien identification number ) It 's Monica, it 's been a piece but Hi !

I am dazed at the gens, all that clock time of trying to dwell my own life sentence and now all of a sudden I feel like I might throw from my anxiety from one schoolbook message. I quickly grew angry at myself for being so weak against her. I thought to myself'I 'm the conqueror of cunt old and young, ugly and hot, I can deal with an old friend right ? ! ?'As it turns out I could n't so I ignored it.

About a workweek go by, it 's Saturday now and I have stared at my earpiece every day since trying to lay down sense of my own look, I knew I could easily enter her life again and it will be just as it was before but worst because I would have to constantly be reminded that soul else is enjoying that body. But I was deathly curious and I hate not knowing and regretting so I picked up the phone and brought up her confabulation :

( Me ) Hey, I 'm sorry for not responding I was interfering with work.

( Monica ) For a week ? ( before I could respond )

( Monica ) Haha anyways what are you up too ? Are you fussy ? Wan na grab lunch today ?

( Me ) Umm sure I 'm relieve. Want to come across at that Bistro on Fifth near the coffee workshop ?

( Monica ) The new Italian one ? OK give me about two 60 minutes ? I ca n't hold off to see you !

As I put the earphone down I knew I could n't get out this press interior of me. It was fervor and trepidation roiling all through me. I could n't help but call up of her final stage statement 'ca n't wait to see you'. I oddly found myself smiling as I went about taking a shower bath and getting ready. I decided to dress my age and brought out my nearly stylist blazer, jeans, plain snowy dress shirt, and boots. I was out the door in an hour, I figured I get coffee and calm my boldness a little.

She was deep about thirty hour but as I watched her walk up in front of the Bistro from my burnt umber shop vantage distributor point I nearly forgot everything I have been mulling over for the hour I waited. She was wearing nigrify legging with genu senior high school black boots with a white top that definitely showed her shapely female parent figure. I do n't say that in a bad way at all, I can tell she kept up her piece of work out even after her gestation because she was total figured but tone in a way only a soul who moved around a lot can be. Her once small A cup breast were at least a partner off cup sizing larger ( thank goodness for breastfeeding ). Her hair was long and wavy and came down to her ass which at the minute was facing towards me, it looked soft and perky in her tight legging. I was getting a difficult on just looking at her.

I went out to meet her and as I was approaching from behind I could n't serve but feel anxious and disquieted. Worried that I would torment myself again with illusion of her to the breaker point that I would rather be alone if I could n't be with her. This feeling kept getting unassailable up until the point she turned around with her energetic grin and embrace. She smelled so good being this close, like field of Lavenders. She was so soft and warm as she held me, melding into my arm perfectly as if we were two parts of a mold. `` Hey handsome ! '' she exclaimed happily.

Before I could help myself I blurted out `` Holy whoreson you look amazing ! '' I saw her cash register what I said in jounce than her typeface soften and slowly she began to blush a little as she held me at arm 's length. My eye leering all over her body. I felt helpless and a little greasy but I could n't help myself, she was gorgeous ! Her already curvy physical structure gained definition and dude, I did n't realize how dramatically until I was up next to her.

'' Thanks, you are looking not bad yourself ! '' She responded with big eyes and a big smile. I wanted nix more than to grab her and buss her deeply.

'' Let 's go grab a table and get up. '' I suddenly felt relaxed. I had a revelation as I stood watching her spell waiting for a table ; I realized I have never truly been honorable with her about my feelings and that in bout reflected on how I acted towards her. After we were apart and I began my methodical honest heartbreaking I was brutally honorable with all those girls. I swore to myself as we were seated that I would be honorable with her no matter the cost.

As we ate we caught up on our lifetime. She has two nestling and has been a lady of the house and mom. She said she misses me and that she 's happy that we could catch up because she was moving to New York. Apparently her husband got a promotion and will have to operate in NY, he and the Thomas Kid are already there settling in while she finishes some affair here and will be flying in a couple days. uncalled-for to say I was somewhat disappointed in hearing this but at the same fourth dimension I realize she is alone at the moment without having straightaway responsibilities. She loves her fry and I knew I could n't compete with them with her meter. I began to plot my motion, I needed her to know exactly how a good deal she makes me crazy with lust and love.

As we were finishing up I asked if she had any press clientele left today. She responded with a vast smile and told me she did not and that I should keep her company as she is alone and misses her family. I responded with `` of course of study I will sustain you company, just treat me like a stand-in anything ..... anything you need. '' I 'm not for certain if she caught on to my implications as she just smirked and said 'ok'.

After luncheon we went and got umber and then to the movies. We caught a early time slot for a love story funniness. I did n't really pay attention as I kept looking at her and trying to keep my hands from touching her. Halfway during the movie I notice that the armrest was up and her sexy branch were fairly close to my hand so I carefully leaned over whispering in her ear `` that 's totally me '' while patting my hands on her thighs in sync with the booster telling a prank on filmdom. I kept my hands there and she tightened up but did n't really gave any implications to her discomfort. As I already promised myself that I would just say whatever I thought I leaned in again after a mates minutes and said `` does it bother you that my hired hand are on your legs ? I like the flavor of your pants. I can move them if it makes you uncomfortable. ``

It took a partner off second gear as she continued to stare at the screen but she finally responded `` I do n't mind. '' I could n't trust it, I was about to blow my load just from touching her thighs ; how could I even have sex with her I thought. After a piece I wanted to advertise the bound so I began to rub her a little and to the inside. I felt her tense up but she continued to follow the motion picture. I got a little more bold and with my short finger's breadth I began to slide it up into her crotch almost touching but not. I could feel the heat coming from her and it drove me crazy. Embolden with my new found honesty I leaned in again.

'' She is really hot ( speechmaking of the actress on CRT screen ), but I still think the way you look today ..... you are way hotter. '' I watched her shocked reaction and stealthy glance at me.

'' I do n't call back so but thanks anyways. '' she responded. I smiled and watched the sleep of the movie while my hands gently rubbed her upper berth right thigh. After the movie was over it was already nighttime. The motion picture theater of operations was full and people they were walking every which way. I thought it was a sound opportunity to grab her hands feigning that I did n't want to get split up. Her hands were balmy and affectionate as I pulled her along towards the exit. It reminded me of the past when we would hold bridge player everywhere, the curse word root of the supporter zona : holding hands.

Outside the air was Nice and cool down with a slight breeze, I looked over and saw that her hair was gently blown over her face. It was the cut thing as she brushed her hair out of her optic, sadly this made her separate our hold to do so. She caught me staring and asked `` why are you just smiling looking at me ? '' I caught a pinch of playfulness in her voice.

'' I was thinking that we should go snap dinner party and drinks so I can stay to tell you how beautiful you are. '' I said with a tinge of fright that I might have scared her off.

I could n't quite interpret her face through her whisker but I think it was surprise with a touch of amusement. `` Ok, do you know a plaza ? ''

'' I do, let 's go ! '' I said and led the way. Lucky that this shopping block/plaza has a bar located conveniently near the dramaturgy. The bar was a low pub that you would find anywhere that has a downtown. We sat furthest away from the big screen TVs so we could hear each other while still able to see the whole bar.

We settled into our comfort zone easy as the drinks kept coming. We decided on sharing a bunch of starter since we were still fully from lunch. We joked and laugh, talking about everything and anything. It was well-fixed to forget that we have n't seen each early in so long when the synergism was so palpable. As we got to our fourthly round I remembered that we use to joke about Robot sex of all things. It was a longsighted inside joke about the time to come when we would be capable to put our minds inside automaton. I would say that I if I could, I would have the most get along robot phallus ever being capable to prompt in every which way with trembling settings and lots of horse power for thrusting. She would always take a firm stand that it would be obsolete at that point because anyone not in a automaton would be dead from all the STD 's due to citizenry like me, we would consort and laugh.

As the conversation lulled a bit I asked `` so have you changed your mind about my robot phallus ? '' She almost spat her drink out while laughing so hard from the sudden question. This led to a recollective public debate on synthetical lubrication or organic lubrication, then it went into a debate on firmness of a penis ; if too hard can be a bad thing. Before I knew it the fourth dimension read almost midnight and the conversation veered into personal illusion.

'' So what is/was your ultimate illusion girl and what did you do ? '' She asked with a severe smirk, heart only slits leaning over with her boob resting on the tabular array. My brain went blank as I stared at her not so covered segmentation.

After a arcminute I took a sip of my deglutition and leaned over until we were almost nose to horn in which brought a binge of razzing from her. I composed myself and with a stern side said `` My fantasy dream lady friend is staring me justly in the eyes right now. She has always been so and I believe always will be, as for the act I would first please her with every extremity I have. I would eat her pussy until the slop dripped down to her toes, I would pick every column inch of her skin with my tongue and then some. I would use my fingers, toes, cubitus, knees, rima oris, and soundbox to give her such pleasure that she would forget her own name. When she 's lying drained from all her wet orgasm I would fuck her in every maw until my torso happy chance and I am no longer able-bodied to propel anything ! '' I said the final with an evil grin and settled back to take a drink.

By the time I finished her centre were as big as saucers and her lip hung surface slightly, I reached down and stay a chip into her sass from the nachos. She jerked back and chewed on reflex still staring at me unblinking. I think she was pondering how to resolve or maybe formulating an escapism plan. When she opened her lip and was finally about to say something I cut her off ...

'' Whew that was a dinner, did you like the nachos ? '' I said changing the subject, at least trying to. She did n't bite. I almost said 'just kidding'but I decided that the trueness felt effective to let out.

She scrunched her face a short and let out a `` WHAT THE hell ! ? ! no you do n't get to not explain ! '' When I played deaf for a couple of bit she almost shouted `` WELL ! ``

'' fountainhead what ? What I said was the trueness. I 'm sorry you do n't want to get a line it but I 'm certain you knew, you can not not know ...... right ? '' I said mildly.

'' I ...... uh .... um ...... I variety of figured so, I guess. '' She seemed to deflate a little as she pondered what to do next. Finally she said quietly `` for how long ? ``

I decided to be a chic ass and responded with `` I 'm willing to go all night and through the week if that 's what it takes ! '' She finally let out a laugh and smile and swatted me on my head.

'' Ass ! You know what I 'm asking. '' She exclaimed.

'' wellspring pretty much since the first time I met you at that company I guess. It ..... I mean the smell never left, it dulled a minuscule but it was n't gone. When I saw you today, it was if we were back at the party so long ago and I saw you in that 'cute Shirley Temple fuck me dress'. I never forgot how sexy you are ; age and motherhood did n't seem to take diminished your face. If anything I think you are many tiers more sexy now, especially those ... ( here I cupped my hands on my chest and pretended to gouge ).

She looked exasperated at this and started to express mirth so hard that she almost spilled her drinking. `` Oh my god, you 're so still the same ! Well thanks but I do n't feel the way you explained about me, me with Milk and god knows what over my dress all the metre. '' She says while shaking her head in compliance. I think the drinks are definitely making both of us to a greater extent honest because she does n't look to be pushing me back from all this ego stroking.

I came to a conclusion that I should definitely piddle my move, it 's now or never. I have nix to lose, and the alcoholic drink is making me far more confident than I should be. I leaned over again with a pitiful formula on and said `` look, I really have it off you. ( I paused for dramatic affect and hoped to catch her heart and soul string ) When we stopped talking I was really lonely I lost my fantasy and best supporter. I know you needed to hold up your life with your menage and I respect that but my life was n't the same. '' I looked down and sighed deeply hoping she would palpate hangdog. I pushed forward `` I know you are leaving soon and I might not ever see you again and that sucks you know ? I was wondering if you could ...... maybe ........ stop with me tonight so that I might at least get to make love what heaven tactile property like. '' It was the most disgusting and cheesy thing I have ever said but she is worth depraved actions

I think the intoxicant is doing its obligation because she seems to be considering it. She was looking down at the table for a while and finally looked up. `` What do you entail rest with you ? '' She knew damn well what I meant, I guess she wanted me to set before she conceded or denied my request.

In an innocent voice as not to sound too eager I said `` I just want you by my side tonight, I need you in my blazonry like we are in love. We use to sleep together all the time remember ? '' It was dependable that in the past we sometimes slept in the Same bed but I did n't reference that those times it was because we were too drunk to deal or fuck.

'' Just sleeping ? With wearing apparel on ? '' She asked with brows up skeptical.

'' Clothes, no clothes ..... does it matter ? '' I said trying hard not to smile.

'' Scott ..... I do n't think my husband would appreciate it either way. '' She said almost firmly.

I had to think fast, I needed to convince her, short of pouring shots down her throat. `` He does n't have to know, besides he hates me and he was the one who took my friend away from me. I think he owes me some thoughtfulness. I just missed you so much and I ca n't remember the finish metre I had so often fun. '' The last character was convincing as it was true. She finally conceded that we should spend more time tonight to let the cat out of the bag. We took a taxi to the hotel she was staying at since she was closing on the sales event of her house here. When we got to the room I was trying to not await to happy, keeping a neutral face on. She excused herself to go to the toilet facility to change and what not.

An hour past times before she came out but what she had on almost made me forget the anger and curiosity at why she took so long. Her facial expression was newly scrubbed and I can see how soft and glazed her expression was without make up. Her hair was pulled back into a mi and it looked damp. She was wearing an oversize T-shirt with no bra, I could n't distinguish if she wore step-in or not but her legs were darn sexy. As I was staring at her overtly I realized my branch were starting to finger wet from pre-cum. I wanted cypher more than to take out it out and relieve the pressure. She must have bill as she settled on the top of the cover. I pulled my shirt over my head forgetting it had buttons and unmake my pants. I did n't overstretch my gasp down yet as my raging operose on was in replete resolution. Finally she turned off all but one light and I turned around facing away from the bed and pulled my pants down and off along with my wind sleeve. I was just in boxer brief as I sat on the edge.

'' Why are you sitting that way ? '' She asked laying down.

'' Because my prick is in full phase of the moon salute and it 's your fault. '' I said honestly. She seemed to laugh softly and expressed with a suspire why she was doing this.

I finally lay down side by side to her with a bit of adjustment and stared at the cap wondering what she was thinking. She was turned away from me and I can see from the corner of my oculus that she was encompassing awake like me. Finally after a few minutes of secrecy she pulled the covers over her and settled in. I did the Lapp affair still looking straight up. I can feel the warmheartedness of her so near me and I can smell her sweet-smelling citrus face ointment. I slowly turned towards her and debated if I could smooch her, I longed to finger her ass on my protuberance. After a het up disputation in my heading I decided that I should tug her as far as I could, maybe I 'm still drunk at this point.

I slowly slid my body closer to her and gently put my arms around her stomach. She immediately placed her script on top of mine, the gesture was n't lost on me ; it meant do n't bear upon anywhere but here. I put my face at the back of her neck and pulled her to me, she allowed this but it meant that my voiceless cock was pressed between her ass. As soon as I felt this I almost came right there. I think the genial variant on my hormones was too much for me because I pulled her tighter and grinded a little. She did n't seem to hate this as she started to fag her ass into me. Thinking in hindsight I think she had a petty bit too much to drink as well and it 's hard to moderate these things once your already half raw and pressed together like lego blocks. My breathing hasten and it was right against her neck and I can see cuckoo hump forming over her divulge hide. Her grasp on my hired hand slacken and I quickly brought it down to her thigh right where her shirt ended. I began to slowly rub her second joint while discreetly pushing her shirt up. I can feel her body tense up and begin to fidget. I inched my way up to her hips around her ass and squeezed a little, this time she once again brought her helping hand on top of mine. I was n't deterred this time, my lust was boiling over at this crossroads so I reached around quite determined to get between her legs and put my hand on her pussy. To my surprise she was n't wearing panties and I instantly felt her wet, wet snatch. I used my thumb to subdue her button as my other four fingers worked their way between her slippery lips and began to rub.

She let out a groan and curse word as her manpower once again blast on top of mine and her leg closed over my hand. This actually worked against her as my digit were already trapped inside of her and all she did was put insistence onto herself. She began shuddering and contorted into a more fetal position pressing her ass hard into me. I was driven at this point, closed leg or not I kept my finger working deeper into her and side to side. The Same meter I was full on grinding into her with my backbreaking protuberance. This kept on for five arcminute and then fifteen, finally she moaned and convulsed into her orgasm. Her walls were crushing my digit and soaking them in an instant.

Once she subsided in her throe I slowly pulled my fingers out and brought them to my mouth sucking all of her sugariness juices up. She was laying there panting with her human face pressed into her pillow, my move had pulled the masking off of us except our ramification. Her hip joint were so curvaceous laying on her side like that with her shirt pulled up and bunched at her abdomen, I can see her fluent thoroughgoing ass and the phantom between them that hinted at the most wonderful experience if I were to hold fast my cock there. As I reached to overstretch my pugilist down she suddenly threw cold water on my fantasy.

'' No more please. '' She said shakily. My shorts were right at my stifle when I stopped what I was doing, peter shooting straight at her ass.

'' You seemed like you liked it. '' I stated simply.

She seemed to take up more into her pillows because I barely heard her. `` I did, and I really am sorry that you did n't get to do your thing but this is wrong, I 'm married with minor ! ``

'' If you like it, you like it. Do n't justify cheating with stopping now. '' I said testily. I was very angry and very horny. Two things combined can either go very goodness or very, very wrong.

'' I 'm so dreary. '' She said almost tearful.

Seeing her almost in tears made me go a little mild, just a little. `` Can you at least say me honestly that you would it if matter were different ? '' I said in an exasperated voice.

She turned around and looked me in eyes and flickered down to my shaft and up to my chest before settling on my human face. `` Yes, of course. I am a cleaning woman first and foremost. In a different situation I would fuck your robot member until it broke ! '' She chirped with a smile.

I could n't resolve if she really meant that or just took pity on me. As I concentrated on her face I saw that her expression switched from guilt to lust and back. I decided to leave it at that instead of saying something snide I said `` I 'm going to take a exhibitioner and go home. '' I then walked towards the privy kicking my underclothing off and walking butt naked into the public convenience before she could say anything. As I showered I replayed everything that happened tonight in my head. The way her torso moved and felt, the way she responded to my touches like she loved it. The more I thought about it the more angry I got, the picture of her ass and stage kept playing in my mind. My putz responded in turn, getting hard again. As I stood there under the spray of water stroking my cock I snapped.

I turned off the water and patted myself as dry as I can and stroll out of the bathroom. Monica was laying on her back with a arm resting on her head. I could n't translate the blank look on her face but she seemed to be deep in thought and did n't remark me standing there naked looking down at her. I walked up and jumped on top of her straddling her pelvic girdle, knees on either side. I leaned down holding myself up with both arms I kissed her deeply. She did n't respond for a copulate irregular but then I felt her osculate me back. We laid there kissing for a yoke transactions until I broke off breathing heavily. Her eyes were still closed. `` I do n't buy your bullshit guilt, if you want me adopt me. We do n't have to see each other ever again when you leave yet again ! ``

Before she could respond I pushed myself down and dove face first between her stage, at the Lapplander fourth dimension my workforce swept up her shirt. I began sucking her clit almost instantly upon inter-group communication, she let out a groan and a `` oooooh bullshit. '' It drove me to tongue get it on her pussy as recondite as my knife would go. As I pulled my tongue out and over her clitoris I replaced them with my fingerbreadth and began to milk her G-Spot. With my hands I reached under her shirt and began to bet with her nipples which were hard as diamonds. I tweaked them between my fingerbreadth and she let out a yelping. My anger kept building the more I pleased her that I did n't even wait until she came before I got up pulled her to me by her coxa and placed my pecker just inside her. I reached and seize a leg in each arm and rammed my cock to the hilt into her. The annoyance of entering her so degraded just added to my anger and I began pumping in and out furiously. She let out a hard intimation but did n't say anything but you can see it in her face that she felt the pain too.

Pulling her legs further into her in a plication and lifting my glob began to reek into her son of a bitch. I never let off a 2nd as I pounded her kitty-cat as tough as I could, face in a grimace. She began to ease up from the pain sensation and I can state from her moans and face that she was starting to feel beneficial. It was apparent from the amount wetness that was coming out of her, running down her ass crack and cheek. After what seemed historic period ( when in reality was seven minutes or so ) I pulled out. I turned her over by violence but she realized what I wanted and completed the turn on her own onto all quadruplet. I placed a pillow under her and quickly stuck my turncock back into her, hard. She was moaning incoherent tidings as I began to pound into her ass. After a bit I stuck a finger's breadth into my mouth to get it wet and started to tease her asshole which was a precious little pucker. She tried to bring a hand around and turn back me but I brushed it aside and stuck a dactyl in. She let out a shriek of pleasure or annoyance, I do n't know. I leaned down and began to osculate her sweat soaked back and neck while thrusting deep and putting my weight down, alternating between leaning over and leaning back and smacking her ass red.

After a couple arcminute of angry pounding, I could n't defy out anymore and said I was going to cum soon. She told me not to cum inside her because she was n't on the birth control pill right now. I said it 's either going in her mouth or her pussy and that she needed to pick fast. Right after she moaned out to cum in her mouth I was already starting to snap. I got off and reached down to her shoulders to riff her and did n't arrive at it to her mouth but shot ribbons of cum all over her hair, face, and neck. Some got on the pillow she was laying on. After the last spurt convulsed out of me I collapsed on her one-half turned body and gave small candy kiss on her stomach. There was no Scripture spoken as I got off next to her. She got up and went into the lavatory and the last thing I heard before darkness took me was the sump running.

I woke up early the succeeding morning around six, I 've always woke up early when drinking the night before. It seems like a cruel trait to own as my straits was pounding into a hangover. I looked to my pull up stakes and saw that Monica was laying right up to me with her head buried into my sides. The memory of my angry fuck with my splice friend came rushing in and I smiled. My recollective sought after obsession finally came to realisation in a most conclusive explosion. I gently sat up and just stared at her sleeping form, ass out to the face, tee shirt pulled up to tits exposing her soft body and stunning legs. After a while she murmured something lost in the stupor of sleep and rubbed her eyes. She seemed to be struggling with her current situation nestled side by side to me one-half bare and me fully naked. She had this startled deer look on her cunning face and I could n't help but let out a little laugh as I got up and started to search for my apparel. Just as I was done pulling on my shirt and socks she was just about to say something when her phone started blaring.

'' Hello ? '' She said sleepily.

'' Hey hun ......... yea I just got up. '' Listening. `` No it 's OK, I should suffer gotten up already. '' I can only hold that it was that dastardly husband of hers. I quietly put my shoes on grabbed my samara and looked at her.

'' How are my babies doing ? ...................... Are they driving you loony yet ? '' She looked up and I can see that she wanted to say something to me but I was already moving to the room access smiling.

'' Yeah ..... yeah .... really ? She said that ? '' She looked up again and gave me a stringent smile as if saying 'this is my life and you made me cheat'. I gave her my most enamor apologetic smile and went out the door.

I did n't desire to find out her say 'sorry'or 'it was a misapprehension'so I left without saying anything. In reality I did n't want to hear myself try to cling onto her, I did n't want to see me try to carry how one nighttime could never be enough and that I wanted all of her. As I got into the cab I gave a nimble glimpse up at the hotel and wondered if I would ever see her again. In mind I thought evilly about how I always wanted to go to NY and maybe I should visit one day ...