The writing of problems, the readingof books I'd already read years ago and partially forgotten. "Pride andPrejudice." I couldn't get into it.I roll...d over on my back and thought about Patrick. Surprisingly, hehadn't even called. Probably doing guy stuff with his guy friends, Ithought. I could do guy stuff. I used to do guy stuff. What did guystuff consist of anyways? I could grope around in the recesses of mybrain until I came across all my old Martin stuff and relive it, but whatwas. Me:HiShe:HiMe: First time you have asked to me to call is everything OK?She: I want to ask you something be honest and reply.Me : Sure.She : You sent me that video ? Why did you sent it.Me: I told you it was mistake and I did apologised for it.She: Do you have any idea what have you done by sending that video to me.Me: What I have done it was just a mistake.She : You dumb ass after seeing that video I have started missing my husband more and more just because of you I have started masturbating. " It was interesting to her in a disconnected analytical way, howquickly she fell into the role of serving all of her young lover's needs,not just his sexual desires. She knew, from experience that once she wasin this mode she would even do his laundry for him if he brought it over.She walked back into the living room, carrying two cans of Coke, and herthighs still trembling unsteadily. She saw him admiring her large tits andher pussy, with her puffy lips showing between her legs as she. There would be swimming along with cake and ice cream. Janet had invited three girl friends.The phone rang and Laura answered, "Oh, Jennie, I am so sorry! Oh, of course, Megan can stay here until you get back."She turned to me and Janet. "That was Jennie Riley. Megan's grandmother had a stroke and Jennie has to go help. She may be gone a week or more. Megan needs a place to stay and doesn't want to miss Janet's 16th birthday party."Janet moaned, knowing the fun we had this morning would be.