The slut.About a year later Robyn returned and the most loving and exciting homecoming a man never got. She seemed much more grounded and handed me al... the money she had overdrawn. There was no doubt in my mind that she was totally in love with me and, I think instantly I was in love again or perhaps I always was and realized it all over again. It was hard not to notice though that she had acquired a much better sexual arsenal than she had when she left. Better head, better fucking and even. Both would mellow out with a couple of drinks and some stimulating male conversation, before moving onto the dance floor in search of potential female company for stimulation of a different kind later. They were nice easy-going guys and were often more successful in their hunt than not. That change of objective by his friends was usually Tim’s cue to head on home. His days of hunting females still enjoying the single life no longer had the appeal for him it once had. He would go home between. I'm not really into card games and I usually go out for a movie or something during the game.Because we're not well off I'd thought these were "nickel-dime" card games. However, one night I was home in the den reading while my husband played with his friends in the kitchen when my husband suddenly entered the room. His face was ashen and I knew immediately that something was wrong. I asked him "what was going on." He told me, "he'd lost our entire life savings and more." I asked him, "how much. ..Merv! That’s how he rolled. At first most of the young adventurers out his way were local boys looking for a big wave and a bit of a challenge. Waves were kinda high out in these parts and word eventually got around. Being Merv, he was indeed taken aback at the deluge of folks that started to flood the area and off course the female contingent that followed and Merv knew that life would never be the same. Boys always made do with whatever was at hand and pissed in the wind when they had to.