Knowing my father, he probably has your betrothed's father on Crete. I think I know a way to get you there, but you must remember the potion only last... for a short time. You will have to be quick if you hope to rescue him," Apollo told the youth."I don't know how to thank you," Jeff replied, effusive in his gratitude. Taking the vials, Jeff tucked them away in his pocket, making sure they were safe."That was my first gift. I also want to give you this," the god told him, producing a bright. I was going to have to wait there some time; so, I could take a drink…The bartender poured me a nice margarita, as I sat down at the bar.The place wasn’t so bad; even though I felt exposed in my wet clothes.After a third margarita, I started to feel a little bit fuzzy. Then the bartender asked me if I could make just a small turn on the pool table…I told him I did not play pool, but he replied I did not need to play…Then he said they wanted to see a little dance…Then I heard the door of the bar. She went to the bathroom and locked herself in. I could hear her sobs. She stayed there for an hour before finally coming out. She looked composed, barely."Sorry John. I wasn't expecting you to say that you still loved me. It was what I longed to hear, but I couldn't handle the things that I have done to our marriage by my silence about the mess I was in. You are too good of a man. I don't deserve you. Does this mean that you forgive me for being such a whore? For being such a slut?" Sue, you. Arriving at his front door, I knocked. A quick moment later and click, the door was open. There he was, chubby fat slut helped me grab my things as I walked in. I instantly looked at his ass, he had on sweats so I couldn't see much, but it was pretty big. Instantly my cock was already getting hard. We made small talk, talking about the drive, the traffic, the town. I sat down on the couch as he made his way around his place. A moment of silence as we looked at eachother in the living room. Both.