deadlight1992

weeks later, David called me and asked me out to dinner. One thing led to another, and a relationship started developing. He always was a gentleman, holding doors, pulling out my chair, etc. He also seemed to always know exactly what he wanted, making it easy for me to go along with most of the things he wanted to do. The only thing was, he didn't want to have sex until he was married. I was a bit frustrated, but was becoming so in love with him by now, that it seemed like a wonderful thing. So caring and considerate. I never paid attention to the bits of control he kept exerting over me, because they always seemed to be in my best interest. After about a year and a half after we met, we were married. Just a small