Although Tim is my one and only, in every sense, I still enjoy looking!Paul's visit:Paul arrived by bus on Sunday afternoon. Last saw him at Christmas... he seems well. We used to be close but I must confess I don't know him that well. We don't talk much and usually when we do it's at family gathering. I suppose I don't get the chance to really talk to him. He always seems a bit quiet, pre occupied. A bit of a peripheral figure.He settles in, we show him his room, and he quietly finds an armchair. Adrian had gottensome wine for the get-together and set it out on the table. As 6pm neared, theguests began to arrive. ?Hey, girl!? saidAdrian as he opened the door to Beth?s friend Sara. Her date was parking thecar. ?Hey,honey! Howare you?? called out Beth to her schoolmate.?Where?s yourdate?? she asked. ?Oh, he?s parkingthe car.? The 17-year-old brunette said, she was taller than Beth and was kindof punk looking. Sara had a pierced nostril and multiple piercings in her ears.She wore a short. But after my own encounter I will forever look at them differently. It was raining, and 2AM. Perhaps it was the flashing lights and the word police on the side of the car that made be believe this really was a cop, unlike in my first story where it was a case of mistaken identity. The first story was also a live encounter even though the title might lead you to believe it was just a phone sex story. The first story took place in the early 2000s. Anyways, first I will admit I was horny and. ”“It’s my father’s, but he’s in Europe for the week. He has more money than God, and horse racing is his big hobby. He owns a record label – a very popular one. He flew over in his own plane.”Dave could tell she was trying to impress him. He chuckled to himself and thought, well two can play that game.“Oh, I fly, too. I ran a company that made batteries for the last seven years until I decided to take this vacation.”“You fly little Cessna planes?” she asked in her snooty tone.“I don’t know what.