I remember that ‘cos Chorley had just got an unexpected, and frankly quite undeserved draw. The main bar was crowded so I had to take him into the p...ivate bar. That was the last weekend in April.”There was a sigh. “What is your name?”“Gerald Greengrass. Gerry.”“Occupation?”“Sports writer. Journalist.”“And why are you telling me this?”“Well,” Gerry paused. He had gone to see a friend about this, someone high up in the local BNP. That friend had directed him here.“I was told you should. I went home and for a few nights i got a funny feeling in my NuNu ( as she? was reffered to back then ) and when i awoke in the morning the chrtch of what ever i wore, shorts, nickers, Pj's was always moist, other than that i just did all the things girls my age did, played with dolls, threw stones in the river, went scrumping and swimming, i didnt really have any friends as we lived out in the countryside, nearest neighbours lived about 3 miles away? lol so it was the usual stuff as i said. "It looks like it. I can't find anything in here that screams 'Guy', soit's like he never existed. But hey, the memories I have are of arelationship that was on its way out. We were together because it waseasier to stay together than to break up. You know that." Rachelpatted Alexis on the shoulder, and Alexis nodded slightly. It was true,they'd been fed up with each other, staying together because neitherwanted to move out, and the sex was alright."So what do I do now?" Alexis pulled her. ........................It was almost a year before she got the itch again. We were talking sex I mentioned Chen’s cock, she was on top grinding into me. I asked her if she wanted his cock. She came off. I knew we would be seeing Chen’s little penis shortly. Chen had added ten pounds of muscle. He rippled beneath his athletic shirt. We went out to the club we had first met at and I watched as Chen danced the night away with my wife. By the time we got back to the motel, I realized my wife was.