Man, I just don’t know about women, but what man does? ‘My Ex was always a Get on, Get it off, go to sleep lover! I was expecting the same from yo..., and I was surprised at your being so sweet and gentle with me as you have been.’ Great I thought, now I’m some Allan Alda type, a sweet mushy goof in her eyes. Not that being a nice guy wasn’t a good thing, but still! I told her I was confused, she just smiled ‘No, It is a good thing, I liked it, and uh, I like you too!’ She turned over and we. Instead of staying the night, his new friend had to rush home after they had finished. When I asked why, he nonchalantly mentioned that she needed to get back before her husband started to worry. This floored me. The thought of Peter bedding a married woman changed my whole understanding of his abilities to befriend people. I responded about how amazed I was that he had managed to be with a married woman... he shrugged his shoulders and said at least half, if not more, of his dates were. ”“Then we’ll do it, tonight, when we get back,” I said.“Promise?”“Promise,” I agreed, “now I think the rest of this circus will be ready to carry on, are you feeling better?”“Much,” she said, and she smiled, a deep radiant smile, that I hadn’t seen since Munich.“Let’s go find the rest,” I said, standing up and holding out my hand to help her up.“David,” she said softly, “thank you.”“For what?” I asked.“For being David James Barker,” she replied, “and the best friend anyone could hope for.”“I’m. Before she left, she asked me if I was using my old cell phone. I actually did have a few weeks left of service on my old phone. I asked her what I would get out of it. With a slight grin, she said she would have to show me. Later that night I got my first thank you picture text. I jerked off starring at her ass propped up on a wedge, ankles bound and tied to a bar forcing them a foot and a half apart. She had her finger in her pussy and her face looked like she was cumming. I asked her where.