Pain is all I have now.I was never much of a drinker. Alcohol, well it just doesn't taste good and being drunk is just scary. Falling down all over th... place, being out of control of your body, not being able to think straight. No thank you!But pain can do funny things to you. I started drinking. When I drank, I thought. I thought about Jenny, mostly, but other things. Strange things. Like Kathy Lee.That's how I ended up here. I was drunk (just a little) standing in front of a rundown trailer. Your fame as a boxer brought many women to your doorstep, most of them just after you for your looks and your money. But then again, you're equally shallow on that front, since you only started dating this girl for her body.She was gorgeous from head to toe. Her long, dark hair went about halfway down her back, also providing a bit of a curtain around her face that invited curiosity, although you'd want to look at it anyways. Her eyes were a deep blue, an innocent look in them that did nothing. He leans forward and she does the same. Their lips meet, tongues immediately exploring. He undoes her shorts, slithering his hand down the front of her panties. He goes farther; his fingers feel the hot wetness of her sensitive folds. He pushes more and is rewarded when he is able to finger her entrance, then he dips it in. Sylvie’s immediate response is to moan happily.Her hand quickly goes to him, reciprocating the action by pumping him in her fist. When his fingers nudge her clit, bolts of. "God what a day," she said slamming the front door.It was mid week and her new customer survey was due out by Friday causing all her department to work long hours. "James is panicking because our figures are late."James was her immediate boss who I have told you about before. Almost absentmindedly she undid both of her jacket buttons to expose her swaying bust to my eyes. Of course this had an instance result in making my cock swell."I see you'll pleased to see me," she giggled nodding at the.