I told him don't ask.After a few drinks, I went home to an empty apartment. I watched some TV and generally sat there in a funk. I went to bed early... I started to masturbate to Carol's images, but couldn't even get an erection. Once again I had crazy dreams filled with erotic images. I woke up a few times during the night and had a hard time going back to sleep. I got up in a bad mood the next morning. I thought about not picking Carol up, but I was caught in her spell.I went to her. You sigh in pure pleasure as you take a couple deep puffs on your cigar as you lay in the chair next to me, with a satisfied look on your face. It takes me a few minutes to get over my afterglow, then I look over at you with a smile on your face with your feet up and legs spread, and now I know it's your turn.I slide between your legs and you rub your nails on my head. I lay little kisses on top of your bald pussy. My tongue and lips are warm as my beard tickles you. I push your legs up high,. A man enters the scene and begins small talk with the woman. She marveled at the cheesy dialogue. Without any warning the two of them begin kissing deeply. His lips quickly wander to her neck and cleavage. The camera angle changes and her blouse and bra are gone. He is hungrily lapping and kissing her all too round and perky breasts. Her nipples are impossibly hard and she is moaning like an alley cat. The scene shifts again and she is taking his flaccid penis into her mouth. She watches in. ' She gunned the little car up the track and parked in the same spot I used to a long time ago. 'I'll take everything up and then come back.' She slung a rug over her arm and grabbed the bags. It seemed to me she went a hell of a long way before setting the stuff down. I squirmed round and managed to drag one of the crutches over the seat, then opened the door and maneuvered it out. I followed it with my leg and managed to get upright, and leaned against the car wondering what came next. I.