Luke - Fifteen, sophomore at Notre Dame. Ended up running the contracting business at Lefleur. Not the most personable fellow. Actually, kind of a rud... prick. Half the company wanted nothing to do with him, including me. He had on a cast on his left arm, from playing football. All of the boys were jocks, and over the years there were enough casts and bandages to pay for an orthopedic wing at the local hospital. That always made me think that while they were jocks, they weren’t good jocks.John -. It was obvious that he exercised regularly by the shape he was in. His iron gray hair gave him a look of distinction, and he carried himself with a confidence that few demonstrated. He was still a very handsome man. Sara spied the flirtatious smile that the nurse gave Dr. Scott as she sashayed her hips suggestively when she walked out of the office. Dr. Scott took the seat beside Sara instead of taking the seat behind his desk. That was one of the reasons that Sara liked him so much, he was so. She was warm and wet and ready for me. I fucked her slowly; I wanted this one to last. I savored the feeling of her nylons against my chest. I grabbed her heels and pushed her legs toward her head. Again I was thrusting deep into her cunt. Then I pulled out and slid my cock into her ass. It was wonderfully tight. Her pussy juice offered just the right amount of lubrication. She was breathing heavily; I hadn’t fucked her in the ass all weekend. I pounded her ass and she took it and took. Like work, no matter how hard I continued to try to satisfy Jennifer, no matter what I did, it wouldn?t be enough. And becoming a total patsy wouldn?t change that - it would only make me more miserable. A part of me that had struggled mightily to make the marriage work died at that moment. The Easter Bunny, the Great Pumpkin, and Santa Claus all die sometime - but coming to grips with reality doesn?t mean you have to like it.I leaned forward so I could whisper conspiratorially at him. ?Not.