I think I was just too nervous as to what might happen at our next encounter considering how intense the first time was. Maybe I was afraid to give my...elf to a man. I don't know why, but it just didn't happen again. Now I'm a little older, my lady is out of town, and I again find myself wanting more. I met a guy on a gay phone chat line and when I found out he was local, we agreed to meet. I'd call these lines from time to time. I loved hearing a man talk about having the same desires as me.. It was as if he was seeing her true beauty for the first time and it did not help that the sap of life seemed to be coursing especially strongly through his veins and groin this morning. He could not take his eyes of Lauren's appealing decolletage, nor the appealing glimpses of her soft inner thigh. On one occasion, as Lauren was adjusting her nightie, he caught a brief glimpse of her white lace panties. The glimpse was long enough for him to discern the dark shadow of her thick pubic thatch. “I mean you said you’d be looking, but you didn’t say you’d found!”“Tell you?” he said. His wife stood waiting; her look was one of patient impatience.“You talked to them,” he said, rhetorically.“To Rina, yes,” she said.“Oh,” he said.“Yes oh! Owen why didn’t you tell me?” she said.“Abbs, there have been so many mess ups that if this didn’t work out I didn’t want to have you all upset and whatnot in the afterglow,” he said.“But they’ve been dating for the past month, fairly regularly if I have. I came behind him and put one hand over his mouth as my arms wrapped around his head. In one movement, I snapped his neck. I deposited the body in the room I just abandoned and went back to the edge of the hall. 19 minutes. Waiting for the perfect moment, I dart to the closest room across the hall. I look out the window and notice I’m on the ground floor of an abandoned hospital facility on an island not far from the Bronx. I also see my ride, a rowboat that appears to have gone to hell and.