It's not been easy to broach the subject with men. I have too many curves for guys who like dick, and too much dick for guys who like curves."He nodde..., solemnly, but politely smiled at my word play. "I can imagine," he said. "I'm sorry." That's sweet," I said, "But it's not your fault." I can sympathize," he said, suddenly. "I'm very, very popular with gay men, but no woman wants to be with someone smaller than them." You don't like guys?" I asked. It was a genuine question, as I had. I don't think George would object to getting a look at your beautiful bosom, your delicious derriere or your perfect pudendum."However, if this is going to happen very often there'll be lots of showers; Don should think about an additional water heater to handle the load. In fact, I'll do it anyway, since I'll probably be spending some time here myself."Nat told me, "I showed Sherry this afternoon you'd really gotten control -- no bruises, no marks, nothing. I know you two don't have a 'spark'. Of course I poured another. I held her hand as I walked her to the back where a group of 3 guys were drinking and playing pool. We sat in a booth together on one side facing the action, backs to the regulars nodding into the drinks seated at the bar. I found it ironic that Wicked Game was the song flowing from the speakers. It was the version by HIM, my favorite and I made a mental note to include that in the ‘date’ for my next client. Placing one leg up on the seat in guided her into a sitting. “I threw them out,” she replied casually, dropping her stained panties onto the floor.“You threw them out!” he whined, throwing up his hands. He was so angry at her! “How dare you….” he began, but quickly realized his error. His wife glared at him, making him freeze in panic.“Jamie Fag-o-li!” Karen screamed, “I come home tired and sore, and you start accusing me of having sex with my best friend?” Jamie looked at the ground, hoping her anger would quickly dissipate. But she continued. He had.