Mary Kathrine

I just found out that a woman I was friends with several years ago has passed. She was beautiful and brilliant. She was such a pixy. Five foot tall and a size one. She was a former model in NYC. One day while she was in her early twenties, she developed Schizophrenia. She had delusions that Paul McCartney was going to leave Linda for her. It was sad to watch. She lived around the corner from me and would come over to eat and have a drink.
One evening while we were sharing a bottle of wine, I effected a British accent. The next thing I know is she stripped off her cloths and fucked the hell out of me. I feel ashamed about the whole thing because she thought the spirit of Paul had taken over my body. We fucked all night long. She made me cum three times and the next day my cock was bruised.