She looked somehow familiar. Deja vu is a trick, though. I could not place her at all, but her pretty features were common enough that I was reminded ...f several women I had known in my life. That was all it could be. I smiled and offered her a good night as I rose from the cheap-ass computer lab chair. In a voice made rough by cigarettes, she said good night to me in reply.I heard a giggle as I walked away from her.The next day, I got up late as per standard practice. Quickly, I showered, shat,. 'Wow, that went better then I ever hoped for.' With a smile on my ownface, I drove the car to the town dump, as expected it was empty, so Iwas able to pour a can of gasoline in and on the car and then a matchsoon got it into a roaring blaze. 'Here goes nothing' and I clicked thehidden button on my watch activating the return signal.**********Coming aware back in the lab, the first thing I was cognizant of was thepair of large breasts projecting off of my chest along with my full headof long. But I knew she wouldn’t stay.Why? Because I knew that during that time, John’s behaviour would drive her nuts. I knew that eventually, the pull of our long shared history, our children and numerous grandchildren would be irresistible.Mary is a loving and caring mother and grandmother. I knew she would eventually come back to me; perhaps not quite the same person that left, but I would want her no less for that.The first few months on my own were strange. From our telephone calls, I know they. Plus, he was intelligent, a good student, and probably a sure bet for a decent scholarship to a prestigious university when the time came, academic and/or athletic. There was a lot to envy in Jerrod Berman.As Eric watched from his window admiring his neighbor’s form lying supine on the towel, he wondered what it would be like to do something sexual with or to him. He wondered if it would be anywhere near as thrilling as it was with Rachael. And what form would it take, assuming Jerrod wasn’t a.