She did not send any PM’s to him. She did not reply to a single text. When his shift at work ended, Bryan had still heard nothing and the last mes...ages he had gotten were discouraging. It was 40 miles one direction and then 60 miles home. Did he waste the gas, waste the time risk his marriage all for the chance that maybe….?The bar was located in a busy shopping strip. He had seen it in the street view of a map app so he drove right to it. He sent another text once he was in the parking. But that was very likely over now.Florida was much warmer that the cold and grim New York City she had, at least temporarily, left behind a few days earlier in order to see her aging mother, as well as her daughter, who was staying there. During the early few days of Cindy's visit there, she'd met her mothers next door neighbor, Willis; an African-American who she'd met before while visiting, but this time there was something different between them. There was a 'chemistry' that she instantly. .then a soft "y e s"....I could not hear you he said. "Yes, I am"He moved his finger slowly, pushed it deeper. It was still glistening wet from his spit. Deeper. And knuckle deep.You like it slut? He pulled it slowly back out. Leaning over, more spit....twisted it....and almost all the way out..more spit....I did not hear, slut....."Please...I...please..."The old one looked around, and his eyes stopped at a butter box (for bread)...he smiled....reached out. It was soft, half melted by the sun.. Are we done discussing my eating habits? If so I'm going to my office for a bit to check email and stuff and then I'll return to the living room if anyone would care to join me." I spent the next half hour or so doing exactly that. Nothing but spam, even with the filters I had set up. I've gotta spend the time to refine those filters. Granted, seventeen spam emails isn't very much considering the two hundred and sixty odd that were on the other side of my filters but I wanted zero and zero..