Always I understood that I was becoming.He is becoming. Fuck, that time was good.We travelled the world and we were beautiful.We ate. We drank. We exp...rienced. We filled ourselves with anything and everything we could find. It was all new. Experimenting and exploring. Our senses, insatiable. Attentions so pure. Sometimes we floated on top of them and sometimes they pulled us under as we immersed ourselves in another person or indulgence. Sometimes they were fleeting, our interest only needing a. Can we do it now, I really want to." I took the dildo from her and said, "Let's have something to eat first honey, get our strength back. How about that eh?" Lena looked a little disappointed but then said, " OK, that smells nice, and I'm really hungry." So for the next half an hour we sat on the bed eating our food. I was delighted that I'd found yet another person so keen on shagging as myself. Lena certainly seemed to have an insatiable appetite for sex, I was going to really enjoy my time. Two inheritance cases, a nasty divorce and a complex property transfer. Not to mention my voluntary work for the Presbyterian community at the immigrants care. However, my assistant called off the divorce-meeting, so I had a couple of hours to spare. Sighing I checked my make-up and drove to the diner. Everybody was already there, talking about the old days and boasting how well they did. A soft touch, your hand on my shoulder. “Eve, would you care to dance with me?”“Rudolf? What are you doing. He was handsome, but in a damaged way, his blue eyes dull from years of use. His black hair was curly, but greasy, and he had sores on his face from picking at it. He was wearing a maroon and black striped sweater, and dirty black jeans with a pair of black skater shoes. We made eye contact once or twice, and I could feel his pain in those seconds. Im about a block or two from the church where the meetings are held when I notice footsteps behind me. I turn around, and am met face-to-face with.