I am not a bad catch I am five foot eleven, short black hair, green eyes and no visible scars. I am a regular at the gym so I am in shape but not rip...ed. A seven inch uncut cock that I can use well. I dress nicely and have a good job. My friends Don and Lisa were feeling sorry for me they knew how ugly my divorce was and how lonely I was so they invited me to their pool party last weekend. They said there would be some single women there and I might find someone I like. Me I thought I. It looks like the rest of your lot have had enough of standing around and are making a bid for freedom.”As I point to some of the younger, more energetic people running up the hill.“I am getting too kind in my middle age, I’ll work them harder tomorrow, the seaweed readers are threatening us with twenty five degrees and light winds, and they won’t run up the hill this time Sunday. Jenny looks at her watch,“We have less than ten minutes to get to the camping field, or we will be going hungry. ."Oh jesus...was that all,lol.The other blokes who's arses I'd munched on usually asked the same question so it wasn't any great surprise...so I says 'yeah sure mate' & dragged some videos from under the sofa which were conveniently directly under where he was sat,got a nice eyeful of a twitching knob while I was on me knees...sweet." Help yerself,owt ya want."He shuffled through the boxes &,fuck me,if he didn't select one of me favourites,"Piss Whores of London".Strange choice for him I. .." Sarah began before he pressed a finger to her lips silencing her. "It is one thing to have others doubt you, in that case you can use that to your advantage. However is quite another to doubt yourself, for in doing so you ensure your own failure. Without confidence in one's own ability you limit yourself and your potential." Demetrius said his face softening after he was finished his firm demeanor gone. Nodding Sarah said, "I think I understand." Good, that is much better. You are arrogant.