That same void, all these years later. I didn’t hear anything for the better part of a month, and then I received an email reply: Zach, so great to...hear from you! Sorry this took so long, but I rarely check this email anymore – and yes, thank you, it’s true. Can you believe it? Me, getting married! Ray is the greatest though, you should meet him. You’d like him, I think. Call me, okay? Luv ya, big guy. Kisses, Kaity Kaity. Crazy Kaity. She’d included a phone number and a different email. "Kristin leaned over and kissed me so quickly I didn't have a chance to register the movement before she was already finished and walking away."You can't..." I began automatically, then sighed and gave up. Kristin had known exactly what she was doing and telling her off wasn't going to help anything. All I'd do was draw unwanted attention if I tried.With nothing better to do I followed in generally the same direction my sister had gone, although at a much slower pace. I didn't really have. Reserved for special staff and guests. I also bring chinese takeout (sweet/sour sauce on her nipples is great), candles, oils in a sex kit kept in the car/plane. Study body language..Go to book stores, and church socials, and professional assns like Rotary and Lions, and volunteer at thrift shops. I meet realtors, widows, 20somethings. I don't always score or try to. I do have some who I meet and trust in fate to lead me to wherever. If a woman does have you and it turns out to be one time or a. Anyway, one night Dad was on the computer, I presumed on the Sex Forum chatting to Robertbi when I saw him starting to stroke his cock. He had only previously done this before when I encouraged him. He noticed me looking at him and started to blush. I don't know why as I had now seen his cock many times and been fucked by it many times. I told him it was OK and to let himself go, just as I had many times on the computer. I asked him if he was talking to Robertbi, and he said Yes. Perhaps this.