“So then what happened?” I asked her. Out of nowhere, as odd as this seems, Cynthia got a little promiscuous with me. “He went on to college,”...she said. “We barely ever saw him after that. But what about you honey…don’t you have a girlfriend? I mean you’re a nice looking man. I’ve seen a lot of nice looking guys in my life and well you’re a very nice looking man.” Whoa, I told myself. Is she like hitting on me? This 54 year old, good looking woman, is hitting on me…honestly? “Well thank you,” I. I could notice better her compact and luscious ass. I've never been fond of matures but this woman undoubtedly was driving me crazy, hallucinated, since I first saw her at the airport. Finally, she was able to collect all of her hand baggage. Out of the blue, her face changed to one of surprise: shocked, she put a hand to her mouth. The instant I had set my briefcase into the overhead partition, I had broken a paint she had carried on board. Of course, this incident happened because this. ” and she laughed and said “No it's not like that at all. It's just that he gets horny in the middle of the night and we fuck.”And I said “Oh okay” and she said “Yeah, it happens all the time when you're not there too. Sometimes he doesn't even wake me up first. I wake up and he's fucking me.”And I said “Oh wow” and she said “Yeah. I love it though. It's like that Sleeping Beauty thing we do but a bit more real. And sometimes...” and now she whispered like it was a secret even though it was. However, when I was done, Laurie told me to hold out myhands, and she began to apply polish to my nails. All the girls werelaughing and making comments when Chrissy put a stop to it. She lookedreally pissed off and told Laurie in no uncertain terms that she was theonly one who was allowed to femme me up. She took me by my hand and ledme off the porch, making sure that everyone knew she was in charge.As things continued to progress it became clear that I would probablynever have a "normal".