Meaningless sex was something I hadn't done since drunken college parties. And even then it was only a couple of times.Kay had introduced me to a worl... that I thought only existed in movies and erotic stories. We had sex without commitment and with multiple partners. Some of them were virtually strangers. It was exciting and fun. It helped relieve stress. But as much as I enjoyed the new experience, I was still primarily hooked on Kay."What if I don't want to fuck anyone else?" I whispered in. An inadvertent moan of pleasure lets me know that I am in the right place. She is so wet. So warm. So soft. “That feels good babe.” We kiss again. A long, loving, French kiss. I take her hand in mine and place it on my cock. Grasping it lightly at first Heather, gently rubs her thumb over the head of my cock. “I love how you feel Dylan. It feels so hot.” My cock stiffens further. Heather rubs a small amount of escaping pre-cum around my cock with her thumb. I press a second finger into her. ’ I turned to see what Cindy was up to. I could see her under the male customer’s table, and her head was bobbing in his lap. His eyes were closed, and his head was leaning back, so he was apparently enjoying it. ‘What the hell is going on here?’ said a previously unheard voice. I turned at the question. The speaker was a woman around forty years old. I gave her a cursory glance, then shook my head. ‘I don’t think you need to worry about it,’ I said. ‘Actually, yes, I do. I own this. Bloody doctors raise all sorts of hell about it. Mel goes positively bonkers when I smoke, but there it is.”He paused as if gathering his thoughts.“James, Sarah Jane moved on with her life and you should do the same old chap. No point in stirring up old memories now is there?”“Will you please tell me where she is?”Jim spotted some moisture at the corner of the old man’s eyes. He paused a long while before responding.“She’s in a hospital. James, Sarah Jane is in a coma. Has been for some time..