To hell with it..."Hey, do you need help with that bag?" I ask her..."Nah, I can, thanks.."..."I know you can, hey can you carry mine also?"...she ga...e me weird look and then we laughed...she gave me her bag...walking, chatting...she's really nice..has son, divorced and she lives in her app quite near my place..."I'm here..."she says, we slowed our walk like we want to make it last longer, thinking how to make this last longer..."Hey, you helped me carry that bag, are you thirsty, it's so hot. “They have seen you with your daughters, and they know where you live, and work, but that’s about it,” Heather said.“Ok, Nancy set up a date with me and Becky, I’ll be wearing a disguise, and let them take pictures of us and...”“Michael.” Nancy said interrupting me. “I’m sorry but the girl has to be younger than her, how about Kara, she is available Wednesday after school.”I looked over at Kate, she and Mindie were sitting next to each other holding hands. They looked so cute together. I then. Her response is to arch her back as if she was getting ready for my thumb in her ass. I refrain, however, not wanting a smelly digit. Desperately wanting to experience fucking her some more, I get into position behind her. Spreading her legs with my knees, I guide my dick with my hand into her love muscle. There is something so awesome about doggie style; the view of a sexy back, the perfect grip that you can achieve for deep thrusting, and the illusion of anal sex. Knowing I probably won’t be. There was a bright side to getting beat I could go down to Abbottsville and see Kara. Well I could, if I had an urge to be abused, which I often did.I didn't go anywhere but the steak house before going home. I didn't go anywhere after I got into the house. I just sat in the kitchen area of the box house eating cheese cake and drinking diet coke.The Cheese cake was eight inches in diameter which was a pretty good size. It took me most of that evening to finish it. Probably because I was forced.