Then, circumstances caused our telephone conversations to become less frequent and then rare. Slowly, it dawned on me. Mel had left me for the free...and independent status she could enjoy without any remorse. After consideration, I realized that it was a status I’d assigned her over the years. Then, the hurt and depression set in and I seemed to lose interest in any kind of life.I worked, returned home, survived and slept irregularly, ate junk food and lived with my depression. Time seemed. About 30 seconds later my fingers were between my legs, casually rubbing as they did it.Every girl has at least one vibrator, usually two. Rae was no different. But whereas most girls kept them in a drawer beside the bed, Rae kept her lifesized one, Mr. Pink, right on the nightstand. After a bit I got it and began using it.Boys get fascinated by watching a girl use a vibrator. I think they view them as competition. They're not, they're a substitute until the real thing is available, though. I mean, you're not angry with having the German flag, or MADE IN GERMANY or DEUTSCHLAND UBER ALLES tattooed on you, are you? I really do consider you as German as I am because you were born here and don't look any different from a white local Brunette. I mean Germans and Persians are from the same racial Aryan stock and that is more than I can say for those gooks that live below you," he said looking guilty."Those gooks were people I got along with. I don't hate Auslanders, foreigners, and I. I was rubbing his breasts and tweaking on his nipples. Itried to bring myself back to my senses as Missy reached down and with asoapy hand stroked my penis, Missy gave me another deep kiss I keptkneading his breasts till I was past the point and orgasmed. I let out adeep sigh and Missy smiled "you liked that didn't you." "yes I did thankyou" was my post orgasmic reply. Missy turne his back on me and rubbedhis butt into my groin area as he stroked himself to orgasm. I was gladas I was not.