He was mid-30s, starting to lose his hair, and had a little belly. I looked at him angrily and judged his lazy stubble, ratty clothes, and cocky atti...ude. I instantly hated him. I ignored him as much as I could, but after a fews minutes of being called a little bitch, I got up the courage to challenge him to a game.I should have known he was a hustler. We agreed loser buys drinks and when the game started Roger seemed hapless. I easily won the first two games and felt like a badass. It was a Friday night during a good fuck session I left a big love bite on my wife’s shoulder and a small One on her neck.And as usual we had a party next day.Friend’s wife noticed this bite mark and enquired about it, she actually suspected a quarreled between us.Then my wife broke the ice and told this was given by me during a good session last night.I guess this conversation went to extremes.My friend is a person who was a nerd all the time, never bothered to even look at a girl in. When I arrived at the real estate office Jillian meet me dressed in a loose fitting blouse and short tight skirt to show of her long tanned legs. She'd come up with another 5 property's to add to the 6 we didn't see the day before. Wasting no time we got going knowing it would be a long hot day. As the day wore on looking at house after house I'd noticed that Jillian had become very touchy feely just like the day before but put it down to just being friendly.We arrived at the last house at. Recently, I had been scouting out the large churches in the downtown area thinking that an attack there would certainly outrage the general public and might cause the authorities to make a mistake in their foolhardy efforts to root out our infiltration of their hedonistic society.I knew that my initial mission had failed because I was far too quick to lose my faith in the purpose of my existence. I had fallen into the trap of football games, beer and loose women to sooth my hungry cock. This.