She had always been a c**k tease.
The trouble with Mona was that she could never take anything seriously. This is a trait that she had all the way through high school, through college and through the twenty-seven years of our marriage. Mona was what most men call a "c**k tease."
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My earliest memory of Mona was in the seventh grade when at a birthday party for some one whose name I can't even remember. She let me slide my hand up her leg to about mid thigh and then she grabbed my hand and said, "We can't. Someone might catch us."
Despite my protests she was firm in that we couldn't do it then, but maybe later at a 'more private' time. Needles to say that 'more private' time never came. For me it finally did, but not until nine years later.
By the time we were in the
