Again she lowered herself down slowly, this time allowing more of his head to slip between her pussy lips. She sat there for many seconds, completely ...till, before she lifted herself off his cock again. This time when she lowered herself down deeper onto his head, Clyde resisted when she attempted to remove her dripping pussy from it again. He squeezed her fat ass cheeks in a selfish attempt to leave her pussy on his lusting cock. “Slut!” Ruby’s voice pierced sharp and painfully. Clyde. And I guess your text did just that. I wanted to tell you that at lunch, but when I saw you and how happy you were and those big brown eyes looking at me so carefree, I didn’t want to ruin it. I know what we have, truly I do. It’s purely sexual. And I really thought I was able to separate sex from feelings. I thought if I could have sex like a man purely to just have sex without guilt, feelings or emotions, it would be fun. But I’m finding the more time I spend with you the more I cannot be. I suddenly found myself on the Packer sideline in more pain than I thought imaginable. I tried to get up, to get back to my huddle, but I couldn't."You just lay still, old buddy," a voice said.I looked up into the face of the Packers venerable quarterback. When you make of list of the top 50 players to ever lace up cleats, he's at or near the top. But when you make a list of the top 50 people to ever lace up cleats, there's a good bet he's even higher. He was retiring at season's end. I had. I would’ve hated to miss this.”“Me?”“You.”She smiled a bit more. “We’ll make a good team.”Conversation shifted to a huge tow on the river, nine barges lashed together, pushed downstream by a big towboat.“Why do they call it a ‘towboat’ when it pushes?” she smirked.“Because EVERY trade likes to have its bits of history, its secrets. They probably tried pulling a time or two, but you lose the ability to control...”“I can picture that,” she said.“Just wait. When you get into what YOU are going to.