I had been looking for a partner for a long time and her profile really caught my eye. I got started chatting with her and we had a lot in common, so ...e made the decision to finally meet.We met up at a local coffee shop and spent about an hour talking. We decided that we could get along well together as we both had very similar fantasies.Her name is Ginger, very fitting as she has beautiful long red hair, she is 5’2” tall and about 110 lbs, with a perfect 33 A set of tits.We went to the local. ”“Renee this is not your fault, if this is how he treats women, you need to find a better guy.”“I don’t want to see him, at least not for a while, but he’s coming to your party.” She was talking between the sobs.“Renee I’ll make sure he’s not here tomorrow, if that’s what you want.”“Thanks Uncle Will. Goodnight and sorry to wake you.”“Goodnight Renee, anytime.”I was awake for a couple of hours thinking about what Renee had said. I thought Robbie was an alright sort of guy, and it shook me. Just that smile caused a stir in my pants. Her powers of attraction were almost magical.She launched into a prepared speech. I could tell it was so, because a lot of it was gibberish, with flowery words and convoluted phrases. Basically, what it boiled down to was that a man should always listen more than he spoke (something most men, including her husband, would have balked at) and spend his time investigating ways to make the ladies around him smile. She suggested that a happy woman keeps a. Said she wanted someone with more ambition. To me it had come out of nowhere and I had pleaded for her to stay. Any begging had fallen on deaf ears, and she had simply moved out, leaving me alone. That was 4 months ago."Well, in retrospect, it seems mom was right in a way. Like usual."Helen smiled sadly and put a hand over mine. "It wasn't your fault, Andrew." She looked into my eyes. "You miss her, don't you?"I squirmed a bit in my chair, trying to focus on the screen in front of me. "I've.