Heck, I’m using her too. As the passion of the sex burns out, I know it will end and that’s the way it should be.So, in the meantime, I get an ent...usiastic fun fuck buddy and experiment with things I’ve not tried before. I’ve been with more girls than I deserve, but who’s counting. Anyway, Tami and I ended up alone in the office again, so we locked the door and went in back. It was still morning, and we knew we would be alone in the afternoon, so we could mess around then too. I pulled her. She pretended to look at something in the shop window while she steadied her nerves, the mixture of fear and excitement she felt made her stomach churn and she licked her dry lips anxiously. She took a quick look over her shoulder at the people passing by in the street, she hardly ever came to this part of town and she was sure she would not bump into anyone she knew. The pet shop lay in a small narrow alley hidden behind a large shopping mall; it was one of a row of small run down shops that. 24 years old and she was 35 years old. Yes, my very own Mrs. Robinson. We started as classmates in university (she was returning to school after having been married, two children and then divorced), and we were casual friends but no more. Then we met each other one day by chance in a grocery store. It was a very cold day in January, and we talked for a while as we walked through the store together. There was the proverbial unspoken dialogue going on between us, as for some reason there was an. Hazel smiled, nodding at Cheri’s breasts. “Well, I can see how you’ve grown since he came into the picture. Your hormone levels are changing, which would have happened anyway in the next year or so. You’d have needed a new scrip for stronger pills just to keep things regular.”“I did not know that...” Cheri said.“Anyway,” Hazel continued, “hormonal birth control can cause problems in the long run. You might as well quit them altogether, considering your goals”“Goals?” Cheri asked, looking at.