“That’s right. He’s that way,” Hank pointed.“I don’t have a boyfriend,” Michelle shook her head.“That nice young man with you at the ...ym?” the woman asked.Michelle wiped sweat from her forehead. She glanced at the time on the car’s middle console display where the radio controls were. It was a series of dots and dashes.“You better hurry up, get out of this heat,” Hank suggested. Michelle looked again at the time. It was now blurry out of focus.“I don’t know what you mean,” Michelle felt. There were no houses here, just that little park. Do you know the one I mean? He looked down at me and I thought "This is it! If I let him hypnotize me again, I'll be addicted forever." But when he told me to look into his eyes, I did just what he said. They were sort of scary, and very dark, but I couldn't look away. He told me to relax, and I told myself: "I can't do this. I can't let him!" But I did. All the strength just seemed to flow right out of me. I couldn't hold my arms up, and I knew. She looked at my face expressing the joyous feeling of my dick assaulting her small pussy. The feeling of my hard dick making its way in and out was incredible. Tara held me, and she kissed me again.I increased my pumping speed. I held both her hands behind her head for a deeper fucking. She screamed in joy as she could feel her release building up. Tara shouted, “Oh yes, fuck you, Vinay, don’t stop.” She started licking me crazily, riding waves of ecstasy that gripped her hot, fab body.She. We’d never talked about it, never discussed the next time he’d come over. It just sort of happened.It was a couple more years before our relationship went further. It certainly wasn’t “fated,” the love of his life was dead and I’d never even thought that way.But we understood each other thoroughly, and in our world that goes a lot further than looks or charm. The physical aspects were pleasant enough, but just having someone to be with now and then, someone who wouldn’t judge, is far more.