I guess it was because of all the porn mags I had read with women's letters in. As we were talking I found myself beggining to get turned on. I actu...lly wanted to cyber with this guy. Part of me was disgusted with myself, despite the fact I found it a turn on pretending to be a woman on the net I was still a hetrosexual guy wasen't I? "Do you want to make love?" He finally asked me. I considered it for a few seconds. "Yes" I replied. Lets see how convincing I can really be I mused. "Then. .., zice ca seamana cu sexul intre homosexuali si el nu-i sufera pe astia ! Eu poate n-as zice nu..., asta e ! Aaa, am mai facut... am facut si pipi pe el, si el pe mine... si ne-am gustat dupa aia si ne-a placut la amandoi... - Mda, nu e rau deloc..., dar fantezii mai deosebite... ?- Da, am facut de toate… dar, de vreo luna de zile ma bate la cap cu o fantezie de-a lui... Ar vrea sa faca sex cu mine si cu inca o fata... Cred ca asta i-a venit in cap dupa ce mi-a cunoscut cateva prietene de-ale. At the wedding he also told me he would party until the get together. I didn't believe him one bit cause the wedding was on a Sunday and the game was the following Saturday. I knew he liked to party but 6 days was a lot of partying.Jamie grabbed my shirt and pulled me down stairs and then once we got down stairs in the family room she dragged me over to another door. She opened that door and then took me into the basement. I looked around the basement and could tell from some features that it. He, Milton, had also arranged to have hand controls installed on the semi-ancient 1978 Chevy—he’d had that done on his own. His gift to me, so he said. He drove up in it himself to present it to me.“Huh?” I said.“I paid cash for it. You owe me, but just for the car,” he said.“Huh?” I said.“A thousand bucks. You can afford it. You’re making more than me with your disability added in,” he said. I nodded.I was impressed. The fifteen-year-old Chevy, a 1978, short-bed had a few dents, but nothing.