That part of men which makes it impossible to distinguish between love and lust. I had always loved Lucy, but hadn’t lust after her until recently.... I had a feeling she felt the same. Also, after our night with the Jones couple, I had a feeling Lucy was submissive. If she was, she might be in danger of being forced to do something against her will. Possibly without even realizing it until afterward.It left me with quite a few new responsibilities. Every big decision I made had to be analyzed. I love to make them cum either all over my nylon stockings or my stiletto high heels. It is the truest form of safe sex imaginable. It works perfectly for those guys with a hang up and fetish for much older women who wears high heels, and nylon stockings. So I have collected quite an assortment of sexy high-heeled pumps and lots of black seamed nylon stockings. You should see the wide eyed looks on their faces when I come into the room wearing nothing but black nylon stockings and spike. We'll be waiting for you."I hung up feeling one hundred percent better.I slept in Friday morning. I needed it. I'd had a restless night, dreaming about my lost love ... or at least my lost wanna-be love. He had filled my dreams, unlike the night before. I put it down to a delayed reaction. After a light breakfast in the café across the road, I checked out and was on my way again.I pulled into our driveway just after one o'clock. Mom's car was parked in the carport, but Dad's was gone; obviously. And was not in position to believe any girls and thought all girls are same.So I went up with a conduction to her. If she wants serious love and wan to committee with me and be with me for the entire life you have to committee with me asexually that to without any protection or any thing. This was my conduction. She took some time after 2 hours she replied that I accept many love you da want to spend my entire life with you.And there I was on cloud 9 and our calls chats started till late night.