This was life now, in one way it would be exciting, as each separation meant another reunion at the end of it, there would be no stagnation or boredom... all I wanted now was to find the job I was interested in and soon we would be on our way to having the best of starts in life.The rig he went to was a small semi, working to the west of the Shetlands, so there was not much in the way of comforts or communications, an occasional phone call, with limited time, but we could survive with the long. I still missed Kate and my life with her, and even though my life was now very unorthodox, I was finally feeling better about myself.One morning, Beverly and I were lying in bed. She was gently sucking on my hard cock when the doorbell rang unexpectedly. Beverly bolted up, grabbing her robe and headed out toward the front door.I heard excited voices coming from the front room. Curious, I got up and listened at the bedroom door. I heard Beverly’s voice, which was at least an octave higher than. By the time they got back dinner was well under way; Karin and Nanci and some of the boatmen were working hard on it. Without thinking too much about it, she looked around for Crystal, and didn't see her. "Any idea where Crystal is?" she asked Karin."I think that's her with Noah up at the granaries," Karin replied with a nod.Scooter glanced up to see two figures sitting on the ledge far above the river. "Might be," she replied. "Guess they have things to talk about, after all. Karin, did I ever. I couldn't wait to hear her next report. A week later, she met Paul again and after dinner went back to his apartment. She told me that as soon as they were inside the door, he started kissing her passionately and soon had all of her clothes off. I asked her if she had undressed him and she said yes. They lay on the bed and Paul felt her up, fingered her, and played with her clit. Mary is 66 (same age as me) and Paul is 54 so she told me that Paul has a nice hard cock. I asked her what she.