The closest I’ve ever come to that is when I am with my pod. All my life, I’ve been sheltered here in our home where I could practice. I’ve gone...to school and come home to practice. I’ve left home to play concerts and returned home to practice. I have known becoming part of our pod was what I wanted since the first time I played a rehearsal with Jacob. The first time our eyes met as we played Libertango. Every time we have joined together to create Mozart on Fire. But Jacob—as much as I love. Sure." What was that, darling?" called her mother's voice. "I didn't hear that ... can you come in the living room, please?"Sarah looked back at the front door, contemplating walking back out of it and slamming it behind her. The thought of running away from the family, from all her problems, from everything – sounded so, so tempting. Except as Sarah looked longingly at the door, she ran her fingers over her flat abdomen, which probably wouldn't be quite so flat for too much longer... ... and. I should also mention that Big Dick was probably fifteen years older than my tender twenty years and four months.It took me a moment to realize the others had left. It was Dick and me. We had never been alone together before, at least other than on the highway.I heard him say. "So which category are you in?" Huh, sorry, I didn't quite catch that," I said."I was saying most of us are in one or the other, which are you?" One or the other what, Dick?" So are you kinky, straight or perverted?"I. When I see a hottie, clearly eye flirting with me, or doing it in a casual conversation, it just drowe me crazy. And yes, I am weak, I was subdued to fall into the pit of selfloading afterwards, but I made mistakes, 4 times to be exact, and this is my tale of the first one.Interestingly, it may sound like a cliche, but all of us have lusted over a forbidden fruit. In this case, it was one of my wifes friends. She is kinda short, slim enought to have a nice figure, average in the boob.