We even invented our own mixed-doubles routines, like that hand-stand thing, not something Le Fédération Internationale de Gymnastique, the high muc...-a-mucks of world gymnastics approved of. They had rules, but we didn't need no stinking rules.Then, after seven years together after school, Matt walked out of my life.At least I got to say a final goodbye to him. Even so it hurt, but at least I understood. I'd had the same opportunity but turned it down.Now he was back and I was glad. More than. "Target cringed at the thought. The audience, however, cheered and stomped their feet.The first round in the losers bracket was between a slightly balding man and a young woman with extremely short hair. Neither had hair in their crotch. The match went very much like the first round in the winner's bracket with both fighters grappling and tugging until finally one of them pinned the other to the mat and pushed the ass-spear home. The light began blinking and the girl pinned to the mat began. In an instant he understood the hunger in her eyes. She wants what I have. The relationship I have with Lucy. They haven’t known love in their lives. They don’t know what it is to experience what it feels like to have someone that you know you could spend the rest of their lives with. Lucy and I are lucky; we know what that’s like.Becca was standing in the corner, seemingly frozen in place, not knowing what to do. It reminded Lynx of how he was frozen solid when Lucy had brought up the subject. Calling the service and going thru the "red tape" of it all, I finally got in contact with someone reliable, and told them my wish was to have a girl, totally willing to be fucked in her ass while I watched. I described Ben & I to them to assure them we weren't homicidal maniacs but just interested in an anonymous, no strings attached, WILLING participant, for our fantasy. We set up a meeting for that coming saturday. I made sure Ben went out to his brother's house that day so I could set up.