Their face has to be showing too. I think Tina’s father took the pictures at the reunion. Otherwise they take them themselves with some kind of a ti...er. I’m the scorekeeper so I have all of the pictures in my dresser drawer.”I asked, “Can I see them?”Mom and I looked at them as Pamela went through the stack. On the back were the date and place and the guys name. I knew a lot of the boys but they were all older than I was.I said, “I think Mary is pretty. I could get most of the boys in my class. It only was not enough.You always "made love" to me slowly and gently, and always gave me the best orgasms — but many times I just needed to be "fucked hard". You know the difference. While I tried to hint at this need many times — you insisted that "making love" was the best way of showing love.So, even before we got married I had to make a choice. Leave you and seek what I physically needed — or marry you and lead a double life.I chose the later option because I loved you too much to lose. “Hey Granny Jane,” some teens shouted as they zoomed passed her, she smiled and waved back. She looked up the street, here comes Jack, she thought. Jack was seventeen and very hot, she liked him a lot. He was 5’8 with a slightly muscular build. He had dark, blonde hair cut short on the side and more full on top. He had hazel eyes and a full mouth. He was cute and she felt a twinge between her legs as he zoomed towards her. Then, as if in slow motion she watched as the wheels of Jack’s. I met his eyes they stare down at me with a look I havent seen in a long time. Because youre the only thing I see. I see you, I dont see your rank I dont see mine. When I look at you everything else disappears, ranks, kingdoms the luxuries. I only see you and when I dont. Im lost. He says quietly. I look up at him. That was an answer I wasnt expecting but an answer I was not afraid to hear. He cups my neck with his hand. He pulls me in close to him. His lips brush lightly against mine but he.