I don’t know what was bothering him, but I could tell you this, I was not about to let him ruin my trip to Arizona. We boarded the plane and looked...for our seats and out of the blue I got this sick feeling in the pit of my stomach and then I realized that Gabriel’s friend Tommy would be flying with us. I saw him sitting in the far side by the window seat next to our seats and my heart began to pound. Thoughts of that night that has haunted me since last year flooded my mind. Tommy. Why am I this? Why is there nothing? Just void. Nothing. Nada y puesnada. A Cornucopia of great nothing. That is all there is. All there everwas. All there ever will be.Void without end. . . .Troy was trying to lift my head with his nose, the ball still in hismouth, and I shoved him away. He returned to sit on a lower step and puthis head next to me, his neck stretched across the cold wooden porch.I wiped my eyes and said, "See, I can't even make you happy, can I,sweetheart?"I threw my head. He had fucked me like I hadn’t been fucked in a long time and I had been submissive to him while he had done it. I couldn’t remember the number of times I came that morning, but knowing that my neighbor had watched had really burned it into my brain. I knew I couldn’t do it again, but I wanted his big cock. Maybe I was fucking all of these guys to get my mind off of the event and it was helping, but in the end, I continued to rewind our morning session and the visual made my cunt drip. I slid. It was impossible not to be comfortable with Romilly and once the wine flowed, I forgot I’d ever had reservations. Have you ever met someone you just click with? Someone you feel you’ve known for years and will be part of your life forever?That’s how it was with Romilly. It was the joie de vivre that shone in her beautiful eyes, the gentle curve of her lips, and the way she animated her speech with her hands. Grand gestures. No inhibitions. Her body language was openly sexual and she lavished.