Some were of people just sitting there but others showed people in various states of undress. A couple were females showing their tits. The rest were ...uys and their cocks. Some hard and some soft. I couldn't believe people would show themselves like that, but after awhile I got used to seeing naked flesh of others. I got some IM's welcoming me to the room and requests to see my tits, how old I was and where I lived. If they were rude I closed the message. It was getting late so I shut down the. "And now she's not." Brandon's words had a finality to them that struck at Robin's heart. She wasn't anymore, was she? He'd left her for some tramp, fifteen years younger. Brandon continued, "And Mr. Mitchell is a fucking moron. How can you leave a wife who looks that good? The pussy can't be worth it. No fucking way."Robin resisted the urge to race down there and hug Brandon. Maybe she'd misjudged the young man.Paul agreed with his friend. "I don't get it. They always seemed happy. And I. Tom smiled at me from the screen and mouthed the words, "I love you". I mouthed the same words back. We then logged out of "Video" mode and returned to our usual instant messaging system. I went back to the bedroom and continued to message Tom, we chatted about the usual stuff, about how much we miss each other. Then we finalised our plans for our next meet up, which was to be the following day. "Bring that new toy of yours," Tom instructed. "It looked very effective and I was taking careful. Soon enough his dad opened the door and stepped inside. “Hey Riley. Hey Matthew,” he said. What was that look he gave me? Did he give me a look? Regardless, I could barely stop staring at him as I managed to get out a “Hi, John.” Riley and I sat down and turned on the TV. As we flipped through the channels, John grabbed himself a beer and sat down next to us on the couch. There was nothing good on, so we just turned on football. John let us have a few beers, and we were laughing and having fun,.