!Melanie had gone into the bedroom feeling an overwhelming sense of sadness and despair. She began to fold back the sheets of the double bed, wonderin... what had gone wrong with the evening and what she might have done to avoid this awful situation. Had she been unfair to make Tim leave the theater when she had? Was she being too demanding of him to treat her with respect? No... if anybody was too demanding, it was Tim. Physically demanding, she thought, and she shuddered at the knowledge of. It was like I was a puppet being controlled by that finger teasing my asshole. He then slapped my ass and pulled the twink off my cock. I grabbed me and pushed me down onto the couch. He grabbed my thighs and pulled me lower so that my ass was hovering on the edge of the cushion and my legs were over my head. He left me there and I felt the breeze of the room on my exposed asshole as I waited. I felt a hand wrap around my cock and start jerking me off. It was soft and little so I could tell it. Or at least I used to be. + It happened as these things usually happen: I had too much tequila. It was a friend's birthday and, as these things go, she demanded I meet her shot for shot. So I did. I was getting out of a painful break-up and welcoming any and all things to end my pain, anyway. The only faulty part of the plan, which I really should have seen coming, was that her boyfriend appeared at some point in the evening and the two vanished. Our other friends had disappeared and I was. ..anni,"Henry said struggling to say the word. "Anniversary sweetie," I saidhelping him. "So we will be gone for the evening. But don't worry. Yourbig sister will be here to look after you. Where is she?" "She's in herroom playing one of her games," Henry replied. "Ok. I'll talk to her.Why don't you go and play with one of your dolls?" I suggested. "OK!" hereplied and rushed off to his room.I put my handbag down and took off my shoes and coat. I then headed upto my daughter's room. I knocked on.