I think we slept together for maybe three, maybe four months before she moved away. I’ve never been with another. At least not yet.”She took a l...ng drink while staring me in the eye.“So, Amos Durbin,” she continued, “how did your first time happen?” She gave me a sly grin, a twinkle in her eyes.“First time? Or do you mean my first time with a guy?” I asked.“With a guy. We’ll get to the straight stuff later,” she grinned wider.Wow! It’s been fifteen years. I paused to collect my thoughts. I told her that you are 8 years younger to me, she said, fine, age is not important.From then onwards, we used to speak at least 4-5 times a day. I ran out of topic for discussing with her, I casually asked about her interesting topic, for which she said, any topic, I asked; is hot chat ok with you; she answered, what is hot, then slowly I told her if she is ok with sex chat. Initially she said no and slowly started showing interest.First, I asked her about her size, she said 38 (her boobs. In between she was asking me to stay away and let her leave. I left her and she got up and stopped crying, but god forbid her, she slapped me again and this time it was with mighty force. My chick became red and was burring in pain, I instantly decided to fuck her, fuck her like a bitch, like a slut, like a whore. Grabbed her from behind and pushed her towards my bedroom.She resisted with all force she could have. No luck for her, as I finally threw her on my bed and sat on top of her, she was. Keelin had touched a sensitive nerve. Simonius was gripped by an irrational fear of the dementia that had taken hold of his father. The finest doctors Rome had to offer placed the blame on his failure to adequately expel the aforementioned 'manly fluids'. The prodigious appetites of Simonius Catownerous had been legendary in his youth, but of late his libido had started to wane. Despite all the responsibilities of his political life it was this that worried him most. Simonius composed himself.