We were both really worked up, but the question of who was taking and who was giving hadn't been answered. Just then the front door to the house went ...nd someone was on their way to the garage. We quickly got dressed and pretended to work on our bikes and shortly after Mark headed home. Over the week we chatted online about what we had nearly done, I asked mark if he wanted to put his cock in my ass or if I could put mine in his. He wasn't sure about receiving so we both agreed that it would be. She called from the club last night about 2.30 telling me that she was on her way home with a guy called Brad.The time now is 8.30 and I’m on my way to her apartment, I’m very excited about our meet. She meets at the door wearing just a old white long t-shirt, she kisses my on the lips and I wonder when they had been over the last couple of hours. She proceeded to tell me about Brad 21 year old black guy from New Orleans. She tells me that he was in town with his family and that he came over to. For her part Allyson seemed to be her old self, carrying out her duties as normal. This didn’t really help Diane, who felt she should say something, some words of comfort or understanding. Diane’s discomfort was noticed by Allyson, who in turn didn’t understand what was troubling her. She felt whatever it was personal, and felt it better to just let her get over whatever was troubling her. On the Saturday morning, Allyson invited Diane to go shopping with her. It was something they had often. It was in that moment that she realized that the daydreams of meeting a tall, dark, handsome stranger, who would sweep her off her feet, were just that... daydreams. She realized also that this older, slightly paunchy gentleman, possessing a shiny head, also possessed a sincere smile, a ready laugh and the bluest eyes she'd ever seen. And in that moment, she extended her hand, and pulled him to her side, in an invitation that not even he could mistake.They clung, each to the other, as survivors.