“What if I was exclusively your girl?” she asked pulling away from the school and starting the trek home.　　　　“I’d like tha... but I don’t know.”　　　　“What if you find another girl?”　　　　“There is no other woman beside you mom, ever.”　　　　There was that word. Mom. She was his mother. Why did it bother her? Had to be society that or the uneasiness of embracing her inner nymphomaniac once more. As she drove, his comment reverberated in her mind. No other woman but her. It made her heart flutter.. Walt knew that to any other woman, he would be considered a wimp. Even after all these years of marriage, he could still not quite believe that this gorgeous, wonderful woman loved him as he loved her. Sheila had prepared a special dinner for Walt. It was the 13th of the month, Walt's birthday. Not only had she made all his favorites, she had dressed herself up in her sexiest outfit. Walt and Sheila did not have sex too often, because Walt had difficulty getting an erection more than once every. ..So that was how our friendship started... That night we invited them for a drink at home. There was indeed natural chemistry between the four of us. After a few drinks we found our way to the hot tub. While talking about past experiences, Mark grinned covertly as he spotted me staring at the arrogant long and thick uncut manhood and saggy gems that hanged between Joe's legs. I had to restrain myself from feeling it there and then and my mind wandered to how it would look when it stood. The only part of him that looked at all like Gary were his deep blue eyes which, unlike his father, were not made to look like they bulged right out of his head due to the thick glasses he wore. In fact, that particular shot of Alec looked like a picture that comes with a photo frame. The one she sent in return almost had Gary falling out of his seat! In it she was leaning against a palm tree, the camera having taken a shot of her from the side as she looked down at her feet in the sand, a bit.