She obliged, pulling her short skirt down over her nakedness, and walked out towards the coffee machine. As I drove home that night, I struggled with ...he rush hour traffic. Mind you, I was in no rush to get home to my once beautiful, but now mousy and nagging wife, Vicky. It’s amazing what c***dbirth does to a woman, I can’t remember the last time we had a good shag.I slammed the car door shut, went through my front door and threw my keys on the telephone table in the hall. “Don’t move any. And you will remember that as well.”I bowed, “Yes, Sensei. Of course!”He nodded, “Good. Having a friend who is as disciplined and respectful as you are would be good for her.”“I’ll do my best, Sensei.”“I would expect nothing less. May I count on you for black belt testing in the Spring?”“Yes, Sensei!”He nodded, we bowed, and I headed home.December 4, 1992, Chicago, Illinois“This is going to be a complete mess, isn’t it?” I asked Kimmy.“That depends on what you mean! Some of the programmers are. Then she could ask the onslaught of questions I was about to be hit with."His name is Theron and he's from Texas." Well, I knew that! Tell me more!" Like what?" How old is he?" In his 40's."She smiled broadly, and bounced in her seat."Oh yes! Some one who knows what he's fuckin' doing!"I laughed at her. Bri is a year younger than me, 24, and through our years of knowing each other, I knew she'd love the fact that Theron was older. She'd always had a thing for older men, but then again, so do. .dont ghost me boy, close the light and gimme the address''i was looking at my screen i had press senthe was going to be there in secondi took my pillow and went infront of the loby door all lights offi lost contril the second i ear him call out for his litt;e cock sucker ''im here''''oh boy im so happy you didnt ghost me''''im so hard''i fel gis pants throw away and i had hands on my head a bbc pushed in my moutha real hard bbcin my mouth , all hard and going in and out ;''yess yesss omg yesss.