You ceased being anything to do with me the moment you got into that bed. Shit, the instant that you met him that day if I’d known about it.’ ‘P...ter, surely you don’t mean that. You came to the bedroom. You hit him!’ ‘Of course, he knew you were my girl when he entered that room, didn’t he? I mean, you never told him it was all over between us, did you?’ ‘Of course I didn’t, Peter. I love you. We were going to get married.’ ‘Yeah, going to. And he knew that, but you still climbed into that bed. . . . An I missed you.” “Read anything interesting ?” “Yes and I have saved them all for you.” “That’s my girl….you reply bending your head back looking up at me. I reach for your drink taking it out of your hand an take another sip. Again letting one ice cube find its way into my mouth. Then let it slide back into your glass. You grab my wrist pulling me giggling into your lap kissing me softly and nibbling on my lower lip.“Any the new lingerie to show from your shopping trips?” I jump up an. He was trim and neat, weighing I would guess at 160 pounds. He looked very, very happy to see Amy. "Amy, so good of you to visit. I thought when you said in your last letter that you had a boyfriend you would forget about me." George, this is my friend, Beau Dixon and I would never forget you. I consider you my friend." George acknowledged me with a smile and a wave but his attention was solidly on Amy."More questions from me about my life of crime?" I might ask a few if I can think of any.". I had turned more and more to internet porn for relief of my frustrations. I had run the gambit of porn and had pretty much settled on hung young studs fucking MILFs. That is probably where I first developed a thirst for cock. I would sometimes be mesmerized by the sight of the huge gorgeous cocks and lose sight of the women involved. Without even realizing it I was changing from a complete heterosexual to a bisexual even though I was still technically a virgin. The closest I had ever come to.