"Why do you do that so much?" I think to myself. You get up onto the stage, and introduce yourself again."Hello, and good evening everyone. It's such ... nice turnout tonight, I bet most of you are here from last week's special entertainment." You are smiling from ear to ear. "I won't keep you waiting like last time, let's get this party started!" You look in my direction. "Would the pretty lady from last week please make her way up to the stage. Are you here tonight?" You know I'm here, but ask. I didn't mind the oral sex, I actually quiteenjoyed it as she loved the pleasure it brought her and I loved whenAbbie had such a body-shaking, pussy twitching orgasm that made herclamp her soft, sweaty thighs around my head. It was infuriating notbeing able to penetrate her afterwards as we normally did when shereceived oral sex, and by the one week mark I was tetchier than ever, mybody felt like it was a prickly rash of desire and hormones. I'd nevergone this long without sex since before. "I said, "It's three hours earlier out here. I was still up studying for my class." I'm sorry. I didn't think about the time difference."I asked, "Did you have a good time with your friends?" Yes. It was just what I needed. I think it was good for me to get out of the apartment for the evening."I agreed with her. I said, "You shouldn't be alone all the time. Go out and have some fun. It'll make the time go faster."The call ended in the usual way with exchanges of 'I love you' and the click of. She had left him, rather, thrown him out, because she wasn’t in love with him anymore. No conversation, no effort to work it out, just a simple “it’s over, there is nothing you can do about it.”Jack had loved her more than life itself, and the breakup was devastating. He spent a week off work, drinking and thinking about everything that they had been together. His friends all told him he needed to get over her, but he held out hope they would get back together. He thought about what he could.