"I was standing in the parking lot trying to decide whether to block thisguy or just ignore the text when his next message arrived. "I don't knowif yo... remember me," he wrote, "but I remember you, enough to recognizeyou when I was browsing some of the submissive sissy groups on Fetlifeearlier today."I decided to call his bluff. "Sorry dude," I wrote, "I think that you'vegot the wrong guy." I didn't move for a full minute, waiting for thereply.Nothing happened. I took a deep sigh of relief and. This was the first time I was not going to have to pay for sex and was the first time I would be with a man. I started to think, "am I gay"? I quickly dismissed any labels, gay, straight, bi, transsexual, and instantly realized I just loved sex - sex with all sorts of people - men/women/t-gurls, old/young, skinny/fat, gorgeous/ugly, short/tall - it did not matter - each experience was special and one that turned me on and left me with a lasting memory.I pulled into the parking lot at Joe's. ” When I heard Nathan talking about fucking Mitchell’s wife I shot my own load on the ground. Mitchell then stood up and pulled up his shorts and started to walk back to the main trail. I just assumed that Nathan got paid ahead of time, so there was no need for more conversation. Then Nathan looked over to me, smiled and said, “Come on over Ed and get a closer look at my cock. I could see that you were turned on enough watching this that you jacked off in the bushes.” I was a little embarrassed. She fumbled in the kitchen for the candles and matches she stored just for this occasion. She placed one lit candle in the family room and another in the living room. Later, she'd take one to the bedroom with her.It was times like this the forty one year old woman almost missed her ex-husband—the only time. The alcoholic womanizer made a good salary, but that did not make up for the abuse she took from him. She'd made it through other storms without him and she'd make it through this one.Cindy.