Billy and I had spent the morning running around naked,playing in the sand pit and running through a part of the creek that was muddy. We even smeared...some mud on each others bodys and dicks,playing with them till they stood up straight. Bill kept after me and wasn't happy till he could put mud between my ass cheeks. Then every time he got close he would grab me and either play with my dick or,he would stand there rubbing our dickheads together. At one point I pissed all over his dick and. "Enjoyed it? Oh yeah, that's the word," he said. "I enjoyed the hell out of it."The guilt would come later. She cheated on her man. Her good man.1998After deciding that I had to leave, and after having told her that she and her lover could have the house, I was beset with doubts. I needed her, but now it looked that I'd lost her forever. The divorce was just a legal hurdle; we were already done.She'd laid it on me that she had a lover. She hadn't called him that, but that had been the meaning.. I groan loudly and something stirs at the bottom of the bed.“Robbie?!” my eyes are better focused now but I could tell that voice anywhere. It’s Stacey. “Oh, thank god you’re awake!” She shuffles her seat closer up to me. I guess she must have been sleeping.“What... What happened?” I speak out but with a little difficulty and pain. My face aches.“You’re in the hospital. You look and are in a pretty bad shape! We were hoping you could tell us what happened?”“What, day is it?” “It’s Monday. I thought I should celebrate that evening, so I called Valerie and asked if she would allow me to make dinner for her. On the way home, I stopped by my favorite Italian deli and picked up some incredible locally made sausage.When I arrived home, I went out into the garden and picked onions, tomatoes, oregano, green peppers, and basil. I would use these and other ingredients to make my wonderfully fresh spaghetti sauce. I chopped up the vegetables that would be used in the salad and the sauce. I.