She was totally changed from the vivacious girl I knew. I asked her how she was and she didn’t say much but that her Mom wanted her to come back to ...ork. She asked for the night shift. That was odd. No one wants to work the night shift. But I said, yeah, of course. Then she said something odd. She said, “Isaac, I’m thirsty, I’m so thirsty all the time now.” I offered her water, pop, tea, but she didn’t want any of that. Of course, I know why now. But she didn’t even know what she wanted. Not. Mike only briefly acknowledged that I had returned and was still struggling to get his tent set up. It looked as if one of his poles had broken or was forgotten, so he had improvised with some tree branches and scraps of nylon rope. His rig looked flimsy and I could have offered a few easy tips, but I decided not to.He had tried to discourage me from getting together with Julia. While my ass was sore and my balls were aching with denied relief, I had at last experienced my female domination. I needed to get laid. I needed to find a young stud, someone in his twenties, and just get fucked.Have a one-night stand and get my horniness out of my system.My hands fumbled at my keys. Having a one-night stand sounded like so much work. Especially when I had James in sleeping down the...“No,” I hissed at myself as I struggled to jam the key into the lock. It scraped across the metal before popping in. I twisted it, looking down, lost in my thoughts as I pushed open the door. I stepped into. I was in heaven. Let me describe her a little bit. Angelica is about 1.65m high and has long dark brown and curly hair. Her figure is not slim, but, let’s put it this way, everything is in the right place. After our relationship she only had sex with her ex-husband, but I had developed quite a row of girlfriends. OK, I was quite successful and changed my partners nearly every month during the passed 10 years. One of them was a swinger and with her I discovered my voyeuristic side. She.