One day I was working out at my local YMCA. When this sexy mature white lady walks into the workout area. She had a veery sexy body, with the perfect ...ss and tits, and dirty blonde hair. As I continued to work out I noticed her looking at me with those fuck me eyes. Then I saw the wedding ring and thought to myself..." shit she married". I continued my working while enjoying looking at her sexy body. As I was almost done with my workout. A shorter white man walks in and the two of them began to. "I'm sorry to hear that." I said to him with my sympathetic voice."It's no big deal." He said. "We still are good friends, but we worked out that we weren't really compatible as a couple." Well, that happens sometimes." I said. "But I'm glad you are still good friends." Well, we were friends before, and it was a mutual decision. So you don't need to worry your pretty head about it. And how is your love life going?" Still going hot." I said with a smile.He smiled back at me and said, "So, I. That is where I go on my weekends." Pissed doesn't even begin to describe it, Shiplett, and I hope the frost on those words penetrates even the dense bone surrounding your brain.Evidently, her cold tone did reach him, as his eyes widened. "Candidate," he put emphasis on the word, "just what other mission do you think you have here?"Lenore regarded him through narrowed eyes. "I will not discuss it with you, Midshipman. Please excuse me, I have an airplane to catch."Shiplett stood taller. "No,. But I doubt that you are ready to turn your back on the world. I feel there is work for you out there, my good Count!" Work, perhaps. Pain, certainly. At an age when I should be contemplating a steady and pleasurable descent into irrevocable bachelorhood, I have fallen in love, Holy Father! And not with a very suitable girl at all. Apart from being less than half my age she has known more of the world's wickedness and added more to it than I would have thought possible for one so young and.