" Betsy had drawn a sharp breath as I finished. Her cheeks were flushed bright red.We arrived at work. She went directly to the ladies room. The day p...ssed in a blur. I was definitely off speed. I told people I wasn't feeling well.In the privacy of the car, driving home, Betsy asked for more. "So after the oral sex, what?" Well, the night of the third backrub, the oral sex one, we slept together and the next morning since we were already naked and in bed together, we decided it would be all. After she'd recovered from her last climax, Lynn collapsed on top of me and we lay in each other’s arms until my limp cock slipped from her soaking cum-filled pussy.Lynn then realised the time. She quickly washed and dressed before my parents arrived home and I did not see her again that night but I thought many more nights like that were to come.The next day I received a text from Lynn telling me to be ready that night as she was bringing some toys with her and was going to teach me the art of. .. You’re the one that said I get flakey before my period. Sometimes it’s worse...”I did watch Haley pre-flight our little trainer and take off.Our new fuel tank is in place, but it hasn’t been piped in yet. There’s a trench to the new pump pad. It’s a big above-ground tank. I thought Mister Russell told us six hundred gallons but the number on the side says ‘800’.I watch Haley fly off before I go into the office.Maddie’s there. Maddie’s a hoot.“Haircut?” she asked.“Yeah. Needed it. I like it. His six-pack stomach, which took hard work to get, didn't exist any more,the body builder's physique he worked for since the age of 13, was leavinghim, fast. We wasn't even as tall, or muscular as he'd been at 15 years old."What is going the fuck on??...GODDAMNIT!!!!!!!! I'm turning into afuckin' kid!!!!!!! There wasn't anything I liked about childhood, theweakness, the vulnerability...I can't be living that shit again..."Aaron went to bed, not mad, as he'd normally be, but crying.---"What..