“No, don’t go. I’m flattered really. I’d like it if you stayed around more, or even speak to me at school for once.”“I’m sorry, I guess ... just thought you didn’t want anything to do with me.”“Yeah well, I didn’t at first, seeing as you hang out with all those jocks and basketball players, I thought you were a sleaze ball.”“Um, thanks?”“But when you started taking those advanced classes, I noticed you more, and I actually stared at you once or twice too.” She paused, “I like you.”“I like you. I was busy from dawn until dark with my various pursuits and interests, even though I still found time to read every manuscript the Low Friars possessed. Even the ones in Persian, as I correctly assumed they wouldn’t be in the library unless they were very interesting.I was a failure at Formal Music, much preferring the reels and rounds of the lands folk, Formal Music was an acquired- affectation, I would say. I would be surprised if anyone genuinely appreciated listening to Formal Music for. My wife was happy with her work and that was good enough for me.When my wife was diagnosed with cancer, I became a full-time caregiver and was usually around when Clarice would be doing her cleaning. After months of no sex, I was becoming a horny dude who had been reduced to masturbating to get sexual relief. Suddenly this semi-attractive lady was beginning to look good to me.My wife and I had always had a very good sex life and I never felt a need to stray. That does not mean that I did not. His fingers pushed into the flesh of her ass, pulling her more tightly against him. She let out a quick moan, then bit her lower lip. Her legs unwrapped and she pushed away from him, then push raised herself out of the pool. She looked at Charlie, then Kat, then Donny, then finally back to Shane. Her finger reached up and hooked the hem of her bikini top and lifted it over her breasts, then over her head, dropping it where she stood. Tess turned her back and hooked her bottom, then bent.