I was so giddy after not being able to show my love for several weeks to finally have him to myself again. When we got to my room I closed my door, l...aned against it, and pulled my lover into a passionate kiss. He was nervous, but soon accepted me again and I almost cried as his tongue tickled my lips again. Our bodies churned as our love reignited and our souls longed to merge once more. His hand touched my hip and I raised my leg to wrap it around his hip. His hand then moved up and down. His side was on fire from Gunny's hit and ... something else. That was a bruised rib if nothing else. He groaned and tried to open his eyes. Bright light flared and he tried to raise his arm to block it out. More pain flared. He squinted and the light became bearable. A blurry form blocked out the light. a face?This all seemed too familiar. "Mo?" he asked in a voice that didn't sound like his own. Where was he? What had happened?"No, not Mo. Lara." A cool feminine voice with a British accent. I heard loud words of thanks and the realization that those word were coming from my mouth caused a giddy laughter to replace those words. I heard Marty’s moans and expressions of pleasure. I squeezed her hand which was still in mine and she squeezed me back. That squeeze seemed to cause new electrifying shocks emanating from my core to surge through me, blocking all sense of being. The only sound was a blood rushing surf-like sound. The only light was blue-white which blinded me of all. We introduced each & continued to chat about our likes in sex our age and other things. Suresh was 55yrs old. Slowly he asked me whether I would I like to visit his house and have sex with him, I agreed. We decided that we will meet on a Saturday in the morning at 9.30 a.m has I had off. I was excited, I had bath in the morning & went to his place and started to search his house and I called Suresh, he guided me to his house. On that day the whether was gloomy, it was like going to rain any.