With a sigh, I turned away from the dreary grey outside and tried to make myself comfortable on the little fold down seat. The train wasn't busy, but ... needed to be on my own, at least for a little while. Life had got so complicated, my house of cards finally crashing down after years of anguish and guilt. I'm one very confused individual you see, male by birth but not by choice. My wife and family, my friends, my high powered job, my life, all gone. Being in your late thirties and succumbing. She sought refuge from her confusion by going to the Chapel and sitting on the pews to pray for guidance from the Lord. However even here, where in her normal convent even those such as Sister Charity were strict in their observance of decorum, there was no escape from an environment of relaxed or absent dress code. As she sat with her hands in front of her face she could watch other nuns nakedly performing their duties. She then heard a choir rehearse a performance of a choral tune and saw. There is only one man's job in my office now as business is bad. So Hamid will have the job and you will lose it" I said as I thought of beautiful sexy wife of my employee. I had met her at an office party and since then she was on my mind. Jaggi's wife Monica must be 24 or 25, 5 feet 5 inches, wheatish complexion and nice body. She had her hair cut short like a boy's and wore tight jeans and tighter tops. I had often seen the swell between her thighs which gave me painfully stiff erections.". It did not take long to get horny again.The school day ended, and it was time for me to be off to football practice. Several times during practice, the Coach asked where my head was. "Get your head in the game," he yelled. I was lost in thoughts of my Mom, wondering how she would answer my questions from this morning. Practice d**g slowly. Finally, it was over.Changing quickly, I threw a t-shirt and shorts on, expecting to shower at home. I cut short all discussions with my friends, and headed.