We were beginning to get worried,” Mom said.“And you’ve been swimming,” Grandpa chimed in.“Yes, I have, and I met a monster! He had tentacle... and had me in his grasp. I thought he might drown and eat me, but he turned out to be friendly. We had a wonderful conversation about his life and life in general. It was quite interesting.”Everyone started laughing, except Grandpa. “I warned you. I know they’re out there. You’re lucky you met a friendly one. Next time you might not be so lucky. Then it’s. Coco Chanel once stated, ‘A woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life’. It’s true. I was announcing, without really announcing, ‘moving on’ with the ‘breakup cut’. The let’s-cut-it-all-off-haircut was a statement of personal empowerment, an adieu to an affecting three-year relationship with a Hungarian woman I had fallen madly in love with during my sabbatical in London. My first serious lesbian relationship. I was 35. Until then I wasn’t pretending to be ‘straight’...I was straight.. This is just what the white boys want." One of the men was alternately licking and fingering my bum. I wanted it to hurt so I could not enjoy it but there was something quite pleasant about it. I still had one cock in each hand and Dan's in my mouth. I felt something cold being applied to my bum and I guessed they were using lube so I could be buggered. No this was so not on but, by now, I actually wanted it. I wiggled my bum to show approval. "Wow Dan the little cutie wants it so bad." He was. Deborah felt as if she only came up to his waist."How nice to meet you both," he said shaking Richard's hand and then kissing Rachel's, something that surprised her immensely. Neil chuckled. "I only do that for very, very beautiful ladies. You are a very lucky man, Richard. Do you know where there are any more?"Richard smiled and shook his head. "I'm afraid not," he said. "There's only one like this." Well," said Neil. "If Friday was such a great day you'd better show me the ring, Deborah." She.