We sat down to a great tasting dinner of rigatoni in a meat sauce, with a fresh salad and sliced Italian bread; I opened a bottle of Chianti that I ha... brought. After dinner, after we did the dishes, we sat close on the living room sofa, enjoying the last of the wine. I leaned over and taking her face in my hand gently kissed her lips. She responded by increasing the intensity of the kiss, parting her lips, her tongue searching for my own."Jack, she whispered, I want you to spend the. He likes working with his hands."Finally, I had agreed to meet Matt. He came to lunch with Jim and me one October afternoon.I instantly liked him. He was sweet, funny, and his relationship with Jim was cute. You could tell Jim was trying so hard to be the "older brother," trying so hard to steer Matt's life for him. Problem was, Matt wasn't listening to any of it. We shared a couple of secret smiles as Jim went on and on about Matt's "potential" and how he was wasting it.Over the next couple. ..off.As the day passed, he seemed to be ill at ease for some reason. It was adistant, ineffable feeling that drew his thoughts only to remain beyondhim. Setting about his routine, he dismissed the sensation and continuedon. The choice of breakfast, lunch or perhaps the air conditioner thatseemed to have a life of its own were the likely culprits as fingersdanced over the register keys. The late afternoon brought a strong surgein customers and he watched a few regulars, with many kids and. “Show me what your mighty cock can do for me.” She spread her legs in invitation and I plunged into her with a force I had never used before on any woman. I was going to bang this stupid, deluded, self-pitying woman into reality, into the knowledge that she had nothing to fear and there would always be men who wanted to gorge on her femaleness.As I pounded her she lifted her legs and began tapping her arsehole with her middle finger.Knowing we were so oiled up that I could squeeze in there with.