It was a hot, humid summer wherever you went.Charlotte pulled at her simple black skirt and the collar of her grey, blouse attempting to free herself ...rom the clingy feeling of the clothes on her skin. She could already feel her long, raven hair slowly going limp under the duress of the heat. She sighed. She'd have to brush the life back into it at the office. Turning, she put on her sunglasses and started her 15-minute morning walk from the streetcar stop to her office.There was actually a. In retrospect, I think they maybe right! Sometimes I even fuck in my sleep! (I'll do a post about that another time as that comes with its own issues! lol )I have said in previous posts, Ive always been quite 'sexual' so to speak. Ive never been embarrassed of it. Going back to highschool, I used to sneek off to play with my cock regulary - even when I got my girlfriend! I used to have so much porn back then (in the days of VHS tapes!) All of my male friends thought I was awesome - as they. Having both lost our spouses; we knew how quickly life could change. We knew that we had to grab it, live it, and appreciate it, while it was there, in front of you. I fully intended to relish this relationship until the very last breath.To that end, I had planned a very special breakfast for Dawn. My friend was the owner of the resort. Before we had left, I had sent him a list of the supplies I would need for the breakfast. I wanted to make Dawn the best blueberry pancakes she had ever tasted.. But it didn't feel exactly like a dream. It's more like aflashback: a reminiscence of what Teri and Tim did several months ago,when Tim was still living in the city.***Teri and Tim were in her sedan, crossing the city. It was Saturdaynight. It felt like a Saturday night. Clear dark-blue sky. They wereheading to a party. Techno music blared from the speaker, pumping themood of the two passengers."I think we have to turn left," she said rather loudly while looking ather cellphone."Nope, hon. I.