A car pulled in behind me and turned the engine off, I could feel myself tense up with excitement and I hoped they'd be interested. Just to make sure ...hey knew who I was I pretended to get something from my car boot. I slowly and seductively stood up out the car and strutted round to the boot. I made sure my tight little ass swung from side to side and my legs were on full display. I could make out the outline of the driver, it looked like a man and I could feel his eyes on every inch of me. I. "Well, fellas. It's been some years since I was a young bull, or even a mature bull like you fellas. Yet maybe I have a story you'd get something out of. Listening to the stories here tonight, I'm afraid it's not on the same level, but it kind of shows something about the way womenfolk work. And that knowledge, earned long before this thing took place, has come in 'good stead' to me. Whatever good stead means!"The Story"My kids were all grown, my wife had died, and I was in that age when the. Was there a difference to her? Whathad I gotten myself into? When you got right down to it, was it reallyall that bad ? or just... different? Who did it actually hurt? Mymarriage was a shambles and Susan, my once-in-a-lifetime love, was lost.Then, lightning had struck twice. This provocative, kinky woman promiseda new, different, and utterly thrilling kind of relationship. Had Ireally, truly hated any part of it until now? Was I so willing to throwDianna away, too?"I can't," I replied. "I. And, of course, Kerry fucked both girls too.And Mr. Thompson found it.We've thanked our lucky stars more than once that he didn't get anything of us, either in still shots or movies. We know this because the police never came to talk to us. That also gave us reason to thank our lucky stars that the other four never ratted us out. That didn't repair things between Addie and Cindy, but we were still very thankful.It hit the news, of course. I don't think that was Mr. Thompson's intent when he.