Can I help?’ Peter, glad to get anyone, said, ‘This lady, my girlfriend is sick.’ The nurse told him, ‘We’ll take care of her. Can you tell ...s what’s wrong, who she is? Does she have any insurance, allergies?’ ‘I’ve got money. She’s allergic to bees. She’s burning up with fever. Do something!’ By then another young woman, more a girl than woman appeared. The nurse turned to her, ‘Let’s get her in the back.’ She looked at Peter, ‘Calm down. She’ll be all right now. Care to wait outside?’ ‘No,. I felt the need to at least try and see what was out there for me. I knew I was taking a big chance, but the arousal I felt was so overwhelming. A few days later I began to converse with a few women. They were younger than my wife and I tried to let them know I was available. I sat there hoping for some positive responses, but after a few weeks none were coming my way. I began to wonder what I was doing, and weeks later I still had no one interesting or interested cross my path. I began to. On Hamster I began a conversation with a man that Didn,t live far from me. Like me he was starved of sex having lost his wife to breast cancer five years ago. Unlike Sarah and I Tom had enjoyed a full sex life with his wife almost up to the time of her death. After chatting for a few weeks Tom suggested we just get together for a chat and perhaps have a mutual masturbation session if we felt comfortable with each other. Not wanting to bring him to my home we decided to meet at the bottom of our. I don't want to stalk him, but I want to let him know I'm sorry, and that it all meant soemthing to me, it meant the world.”He held her close as they sat on the couch. She let it out, let it all out. For twenty minutes she cried like a baby and he just held her head against his chest and stroked her hair, his sweatshirt becoming a wet mess.She finally cried herself out and began to return to normal.“More ibuprofen?” He inquired.She nodded as he extricated himself to get some more pills and.