.the typical 'Oh Shit' thoughts started wandering. I was just tired of typing and figured I really didn't have anything to lose. Everything would be p...etty clear in about 10 minutes....I just gripped the armrest on my chair and whispered to myself, “Here we go." It was just sheer coincidence that we found each other again... and of all places... Facebook. We reconnected, chatting and catching up. We were both divorced, his more recent then mine, had kids and so on. We viewed each other’s. I had seen and touched her pussy at least once every day for all of those past years too. I had smelled and tasted her bodily fluids. I was in love with my little girl. I didn’t have any resistance left.As I pulled out a roll of dimes Katrina smiled. We both knew that there were fifty coins in that small roll. Katrina had seen my cock on many occasions. I had often touched it to her pussy lips as a way of letting our two sex organs kiss goodnight. We both liked that. I had put hundreds of coins. Older men drink but usually after golf at the club or social events with their wives.Again, I struck out and was getting nowhere until I hooked up with a man during Happy Hour at the Pendulum Bar and Grill. Drinks were half price from four until six. I was there at five-fifteen when I met Nolan. He was a sixty-three-year-old widower who had lost his wife a month earlier. It didn’t take long for him to invite me to his home where I stayed the night. He was an amazing lover and like Bernie, had. I’m attracted to. If you don’t like me or something, at least be honest with me and tell me, don’t just hide behind whatever excuses it is you’re making up for yourself. I thought I’d found a soul-mate in you. Oh fuck it, just forget it.’ As I sat open-mouthed he stormed out of the room. By the time I followed a minute later, having composed myself, both Danny and his coat had disappeared, and the girls were whispering in urgent tones. They stopped as I entered the room, and all avoided my.