. our special sexual elixir...trying to find it with someone else...trying .But the combination doesn’t ever come for you...I couldn’t find the se...ual philosophers stone...the alchemy that was more than Fran’s and my genitals in sync together...Fucking Francis was more than screwing Francis but I didn’t realise it...the esoteric erotic knowledge to self coalesced too late...Francis was gone.After interminable one night stands ...I settle for Nicole. Nicky and I drift into casual together. We. .then another…………and another. He looks at me and starts walking away. The direction he is going is towards a washroom so I follow him. He looks back once to see if I am behind him and I make eye contact with him again. This washroom has dividers between the urinals. He is standing at one urinal so I go directly behind him and into a stall. I leave the door open and face him. He turns around to face me. He has his dick in his hand and is slowly stroking it back and forth. It is a fine fine uncut. After what seemed to be an age, he held her head and let out a grunt, and flexed his hips into her. He shot his load into her mouth and Jane gagged for a moment then swallowed and looked up and continued sucking. Tyrone was still hard and told her he would have to finish tomorrow, so he wouldn't be late for his meeting.As he pulled away, and started to dress, and she looked at the door for a moment and there she saw me staring at her. To my complete surprise she simply wiped the last drops of. I let them know that I was grateful for them being able to ld take me in on short notice, and was sorry to have displaced Kathy from her room.Mary laughed, “You shouldn’t worry. She’s happy staying at Putte’s apartment! She might stay there even after I leave.”I bet she was happy! I loved the Swedish attitude towards sex and relationships. It fit more with my thinking and certainly with my actions. I had been lucky to find three girls with parents who were understanding, albeit very reluctantly.