" I said. "When I drove from Atlanta to San Francisco, I sort of had a detour to make. I needed to visit an old ... friend in Dallas, so I took the so...thern route, on I-20." An old 'friend, ' huh?" Jen asked, giggling. "I'm guessing this was a female friend?" Oh yes," I agreed. We were quiet for a few minutes, but the thoughts of Mandy and that Dallas visit, combined with today's events, had me squirming in my seat.As we crossed the state of Arkansas, we talked about our college years, how Jen. When he did that I almost fell on the floor as my legs suddenly went very weak. He caught me, lifted me and took me to the bed where I remember he leaned me against it, removed my top, my pink bra, slid my lace panties and skirt off while first admiring them then flattering me. He then stood, never taking his eyes off me, and dropped all his clothes and sat me down facing him. His thin cock still had the head covered with the skin from the shaft and it was probably 2/3rds hard when I sat. When the antique dealers finished picking over my stuff, I sold what I could to the public. It was down to thrift store trash on Sunday afternoon. I called the second hand dealer and appraiser for a lump some price on the left overs.He sent over a truck to pick up my unsold items. The sob tried to avoid honoring our deal. He was supposed to haul it all off free. He tried to add a pickup fee. He agreed to the take it all away, but only after I told him to forget it. That last transaction left a. But that's no sin, is it?Dinner the next night was different. I found myself trying to catch pieces of the conversation at the other end of the table. So were the other women. I hadn't noticed before how much attention they paid to Don.It was difficult trying to maintain the conversation at my end of the table and listen to him. I may have misheard some of the things he said. " ... catch more flies with money than with vinegar," I heard him say. I almost laughed but it would have been.