"I apologized then and you accepted my apology, telling me it was nothing." You looked terrible this morning!" And you could barely walk for twenty fo...r hours," Kristen replied. "I'm walking. It's not that bad. The bruising just makes it look bad." I'm so terrible," Lynette said, not wanting to listen to reason.I sighed. "Lynette, please come upstairs. This is your home." I don't belong here, I'm a horrible person!" If you leave, you'll really hurt Kristen, and unlike the bruising, that hurt. "Want to go swimming?" I asked. "Can we?" he asked and getting up I grabbed his hand and ran to the edge of the sand dune and showed him the small lake below. We looked at each other and then ran hand in hand to the water. We both dove into the cool water. I slid thru the water towards him and his arms went around me, my back to him. This was heaven for me as I thought how much in love with him I was. "Lets play a game, Guy". "OK, what is it?" "Well, you stand there with your legs apart. ”“It’s a pity to abandon a goldmine. This year you’ve made even more profit than the last.”“I know,” she said, “I don’t need your accountancy skills to appreciate that.”She paused while she studied him; a gorgeous blond hunk of a man, wealthy and, although a thirty-something, unattached. Why did he continue to visit her - she was ancient, so old she’d retired from ‘the game’ long ago.She opened a cupboard, extracted two objects and held them out for his inspection, one in each palm, book-ending. “And do you lubricate beforehand?” she asked as my cock twitched, “Oh yes, I find saliva works excellently” I replied in a ‘matter of fact’ manner and she looked up at me.“Really, that’s interesting” she replied still making notes. I could tell from her body language that the thread of questions was more for her benefit but was happy for her to continue.“Hmm, do you find that oral lubrication works well?” she asked with a trace of a smile on her face and was sure that she could see me looking.