He has his protagonist go through several relationships before he finds the real one. I really wanted a shot at that so here it is.And one last thing....There are four Mustangs in this story. The first person who emails me and names them all will be written into the next story, with their choice of name and character. Anyway, here we go.God dammit it’s hot. I was sweaty, stinky, miserable, pissed off and confused. I was afraid to take a fucking shower, totally out of my element and beginning to. “You need to get moving if you’re going to get to the hospital.”“We’re going,” I told him. “I just wanted to wait until Psycho leaves. The last thing I need is for her to try to kill me. Of course, I could be like you. I could take the first two shots and then plant her like a daisy.”“Not one of my finer moments,” Ryan said.“I had my money on you,” I said.“Good to know,” Ryan said. “Uh, let’s keep this between us for now. After ... what she said about the boys ... Liz will destroy her. I don’t. Tanya liked that: she knew as she planted a long lush lascivious kiss with open lustful eyes straight between Pauline’s slightly open wet lips, they were both so into this.Their rib cushions were suddenly shaping into each other as Tanya’s chest charmers were sweeping over Pauline’s curvaceous contoured cream jugs.Their guys came into the kitchen…looking for a beer…half time in the game…but the real game was on directly in front of them…hooter hustling heaven…as their full breasted wives were. I knew we weren’t just friends because we had shared lot of explicit moments on the phone as well as on chat. It was almost certain that something would happen but none of us said anything. There was a kind of a sexual tension in the air which was impossible to break and suddenly she held my hand and said nice things about how she felt good about sharing her life and her sorrows with me because she was all alone and couldn’t show her true feelings in front of anyone else.I could feel that she.