It was like staring into the night sky and I felt like I was floating away into the dark depth of her eyes. She was confident and self-assured in thos... fleeting moments we made eye contact. The spell was broken when the bartender approached asking above the thumping music from the DJ to take her drink order. She ordered a White Russian and I watched for a moment as the bartender began to make her drink straight away. She had turned to watch the people out on the dance floor grinding, moving and. "I flicked on the light and pulled myself into my chair one more time. I rummaged through my desk and found the phone book."Hello?" Suzanne, this is Rick Handley." Who?" The reporter. From the Messenger. Remember?" What time is it? Fuck! It's not even three." Suzanne." I made my voice as hard and cutting as I could. "You need to listen. Someone just broke into my house for and stole my cell phone. I think they took it because it has the number of your cell phone in it. I know it's not your cell. He was really plowing into my ass hard and fast.I knew it wouldn’t take him long to cum because I was so tight. But I knew I wouldn’t ever be that tight again once he finished with me. He kept fucking me in front of my evil sister and everyone on the bus. He was really pounding my ass hard now and I was bumping my head on the side of the bus with each time he pushed into me.I had tears in my eyes, but I didn’t dare ask him to stop. I didn’t want my sister to say anything about me being a baby. Within 3 days there were about 20 responses. I ruled out the married guys and guys younger than 50. A couple guys even left phone numbers! We ruled out anyone living to close, within 15 miles. Then I chose 3 ‘Finalists’ and one happened to be on line at the time, and we responded, he wrote back immediately, and give his phone number, he was a 62 year old widower, he had a nice cock picture, long, fairly thin, he was balding, and kind of thin, without any facial hair. He said we could come to.