That would mean they would have to believe the rumors that had once floated around town about the couple that owned the house. That would mean they wo...ld have to begin a new investigation and admit to their mistakes. They would have to admit they were blind and prejudiced about one of their own. I sat there on the couch, curled up next to him, listening to the stories. Listening to him recounting the rumors and speculation. Listening to him putting the pieces together and coming up with the. I wasn’t the outgoing, confident person I appear to be now, well not until that year anyway.” “It must have been so lonely for you.” “When that’s been your whole life it’s not so bad because you don’t really know what you are missing out on. It’s far worse once you’ve had a good friend and you get dragged away from that. I found that out later on.” “Yeah I guess so. Just seems like an incredibly lonely childhood.” “Anyway I got into the habit of sitting on the swings during recess and lunch. The same scene was repeated once or twice a week for the next three weeks and I began to finally realize that Edith had been telling me the truth all along.And then I found out just how fucked up I was. I was disappointed! I had actually been looking forward to catching Edith having an affair with another man and watching them make love. Just what the fuck was wrong with Art that he wasn't trying to fuck my sexy wife? How could he be so dumb as to pass up a beautiful woman like Edith? Almost. She bent forward and gently extracted his penis and balls from between his legs.Then, breathing heavily, lightly kissing them, holding and caressing them, she began to lightly pass her tongue over the flesh of his genitals.She could feel his cock stiffen in her hands.She looked up in delight. Every night in Miami she had masturbated thinking about him. Since she had married him, she felt like a new woman. He made her feel so young, though she was a couple of years older than he was.Burton.