Sorrow without end, without beginning. She turned her head, looked for a way out of this place, but the forest was now full of stars, radiant, steady,...unmoving as if fixed by the power of the old man’s eyes. Fireflies? ‘Why are you here?’ The words came from his mouth, but the sounds were rounded and full, as if his mouth was full of stones. She wanted to laugh when she heard his voice until she heard the stones of years rolling like thunder though his words, then they held her – like stars in. It's also funny some of the reactions you get when you walk right up to a woman in a store and look down her shirt at her tits. If no one else was around I'd tell her "nice boobs". Anyway, after a couple nights, the guys wanted to go find a strip club, so we went looking in a nearby city. We found a decent tittie bar and had some beers, groped some strippers, then headed back to our hotel. I got extremely horny during a lap dance from a hot stripper. She let me fondle her boobs and rub her. Pretend you don’t have any children spending your money, demanding your attention, and sucking the life from you. Pretend you have the quiet atmosphere that you need to concentrate, focus, breathe, and relax so that you can continue thinking of that one, particular, special woman that you so desperately want to see naked and have sex with her. Pretend that you’re finally free from all encumbrances and from all demands on your time and money from all others, imagined or real. ‘Relax. Relax. Just. She seemed truly scrambled emotionally so I took the lead in the discussion and said that we were together and that this was kind of what we signed on for when I started flirting with her months ago and she responded. I opined that men and women who are married fall into a stage of friendship with their spouses and little else. That the sexual part of most marriages fades and is replaced by the deeper caring type of love. I explained to her that is exactly where we both were in our marriages.