I guess he thought I was flagging him down as he bolted down the walkway to intercept me.I laughed and said, "I was just waving good morning, John. Yo... must be getting started with the radio."He looked a bit nervous and said, "I didn't ask anyone, but I went exploring and found a lot of old equipment in a storeroom in there. I found at least one workable shortwave transmitter-receiver and the antennae is still mounted to the roof. I think I can have them hooked up and operating by this evening.. I have tried everything: sexy underwear, sex toys, porn movies, I have completely shaved my pussy….it is just not happening. And recently, because he is so disinterested and probably embarrassed about it, he won´t touch me anymore either. My last orgasm is now 5 months ago! So this morning he gave me this fancy vibrator that arrived by post and said that that would be my “boyfriend” from now on. But I want a real cock and be ravaged properly! Doreen said a little too loud. Brandon, not knowing. "The balloon and note changed my mind."Getting up off the couch, I knelt down at his feet and wrapped him in a hug and he broke down. After he'd cried himself out, I got him some paper and a pen and told him about wanting to die myself and suggested that he try writing a note to Joyie."It helped me more than I can explain," I said.When he was finished, Doug tied his note with mine and let the balloon go. We hugged, again, and he thanked me for helping him. He said, "I'll talk with Mom and Dad. ”Knocking on the door, Stu let them in.“Mom, He looks like a homeless bum,” Dale whispered when Stu and his dad were out of earshot.“Shh,” said his mom, “Maybe we can convince your father to take us home before Sunday.”“Do you see all the tattoos and piercings, Mom?” whispered Dale. “And what’s with all the scabs and blisters?”“Hush,” his mom whispered back.“Mom,” whispered Dale again. “DO you smell something? This guy stinks to high heaven! And it’s not B.O. either. It’s like something.