"I did some of that and some helping other people with classes and a dash of karate." "I always wanted to learn something like that. Just in case ...ut it doesn't seem like there's anything you can do short of killing somebody and I never wanted to do that." "Yeah. Me neither. But there are a few things that just hurt a lot." He laughed with me as he stood and stripped off his pants and underpants. I glanced at him, as I probably would have another man in a locker room, but made. .. fuck my ass... fuck me.." He whispered repeatedly. "Fuck yeah.... fuck that ass with my cock..." I replied. I leaned in and kissed him here and there, teasing him, before he grabbed onto my head and kept me still so he could suck on my lips and slide his tongue inside my mouth. Both of us moaning as i pounded him, my ass bouncing up so high and then slamming it down so hard. Fucking him hard as he wrapped his legs around me, "Im going to cum.. fuck im going to cum you feel so good.... im. And Connie agrees.”“So, if all of those were empty, meaningless, and ultimately unsatisfying, do you detect a trend? Of those, are any good friends?”“No. Charlie is an OK friend, and Connie is a friend, but the tension with Joyce makes it untenable.”“Doesn’t that tell you that Bethany might be right? That it’ll be like when you were with Debbie V and Kara? Except for your stupidity with Becky, something I know you’ll never do again, those two periods were your most stable. Well, not counting. I'm really quite envious of them. No, I have a terrible problem with pride that leaves me with idle fingers and a lust that debases me even though no one can suspect it. Beneath my dignity, I will confess that I yearn and I am wet for human touch. I don't want the touch of someone who just met me and will fuck me and leave me in the morning. I know that a fumble will never satisfy the complicated and twisted tastes I have. I don't want the slow grind of a boyfriend who can schedule me in and.