Only two of the 8 were dumb.I went through the same rigamarole. I sent away 3 of the smart ones. a redhead, an athletic black girl and a tiny Asian gi...l.Then I called out, "Ginny Reddecker."The tall blonde skinny helper sashayed up. Her pants were so tight I could see her camel toe with no trouble. She had small tits but her nipples were protruding obscenely. She must not have been wearing a bra. She had my cock hard again, even after all it had been through already.I gave her the standard. She reached forward to take a folder out of her briefcase, “Your tests and samples were all good Frank, I was a little concerned with your prostate exam, we might have to repeat that and I couldn’t test your semen on the grounds that I swallowed it” she said and we both had a laugh about that.She asked me about my sex life, I told her I was a middle-aged divorced guy who lived alone so I didn’t have a regular sex life. She asked when the last time I had sex was and without thinking I said. The next time we went out for drinks i made sure she got really wasted, so much so that she threw up outside the bar as we were leaving.I then rented a room at a sleazy motel near the bar we had just left. I was so fucking horny thinking about what I was going to do and watch I already had a boner while I checked in. Leaving her passed out ass in the car while I did. Then I carried her to the room were she thru up again, but at least I got her to the bathroom toilet. So I laid her down and. But in those dreams, I still would have you two as very important parts of my life. You have taken me in and loved me just for me and I don't ever want to lose that. That's why I didn't want to say anything. It just hit me hard tonight for some reason."Greg was really trying to understand. He logically understood Traci's needs, but the emotional lump in his stomach was causing his thinking to be fuzzy. Was he lacking in some way in being her lover? Was he neglecting her somehow? He wasn't sure.