Christ! The old drunk!"What kind of wheels you got, Don?" My bike..." he answered. "Why?" I thought you might have a groovy car we could ride in." Sor...y..." Well, you know... like if a guy wants to make it with a chick, he's got to have a car!" she explained."Yeah... Well..." Houses are too risky! We got to stay here... and my folks could come home... and well, you know, there'd be a big crunch... but in a car... Man! It's groovy... nothing but privacy... if it's fixed up right..."Don. I was run out of the family home, because of that old asshole. I cursed him to the ground. I stayed at a buddy’s home for a few months, before finding a batchelor flat rental. I struggled to work and maintain a roof over my head. After a few years of that, I got in contact with my Dad. I was on my way to Alberta before he had to chance to know why I had called. In Calgary, I received a lukewarm reception from my dad at his three bedroom house that he shared with two other guys. He acted as if I. “I suppose.”“Eva -- have you ever been unfaithful to Rob?”She shook her head. “No. Never. From the day we were engaged to the day I was served the papers I have been faithful.”“How about now?”Eva looked toward Janet. “Janet and I are in a relationship.”“When did that start?”“The day I was served,” Eva replied. “I felt like I was shoved off a ledge and Janet was there to catch me.”“Is yours a sexual relationship?”Eva narrowed her eyes. “It is a loving relationship,” she replied tersely. “I. I didn’t want sweet, or soft. He was going to give it to me hard and dirty like the slut I had showed myself to be. It barely took any time at all as I felt myself getting closer and closer. I shoved three fingers deep into my hole and pressed my thumb against my clit and pretended it was him. Screaming, I exploded all over my hand and down my legs. Spent, I lay sprawled, naked on my bed while I tried to catch my breath and the blood still pulsed to my pussy, feeling like a second heart beat. I.