On our second date I asked her whyshe split up with her last boyfriend?She said: "He had girl's hair." What do you mean?" I asked."No boy has shoulder...length hair. If he did he may as well wear a dressand make-up. I like my man to be a real man with short hair." Shereplied."I have long hair!" I said."Yes, but you are different," she said. "His was really long."She came up behind me and felt my stomach. "You really should wear acorset," she said putting her arms round my stomach. "It would. I am begging you to fuck me.’ ‘That did not sound very sincere. Do it again, with a little more feeling.’ ‘Frank, dear man, from the heart of my hearts, please do me the honor and privilege of fucking me to death.’ ‘Okay, if you are sure that is what you want me to do, I will accede to your wishes.’ ‘Shut the hell up and fuck me.’ He arranged her on the bed and unceremoniously threw her legs over his shoulders. His dick was well lubricated, from all of the stroking he had done between her. She was now frank with me and used to share her everyday events with me. I enquired her about her husband. I got to know she was a divorcee also she didn’t have any kids. Her husband had affair with someone else. I said, “Such a foolish man he was to leave such a beautiful lady for someone else.” She sent me a smiling and sad emoji both.I apologized for making her sad and joked about her husband too lighten her mood which worked well. Now she started asking me about my girlfriend to which I. You don’t have to do nothin’ you don’t want to. Look at it this way, if a guy drives by who’s up to your liking, you can make an easy buck off of him. But if not, you’ve lost absolutely nothin’. Better luck next time.’’‘‘You mean to say that guy just now was up to your liking?’’ ‘‘What, that scrawny fella? No, of course not!’’ he said laughing. ‘‘Then why were you talking him up in the first place?’’‘‘Listen. For me it ain’t nothin’ more but a quick cash grab. Surely there are cute ones pullin’.