School. College. University. Job. School meant a few kisses, a fondle or two. College meant a real boyfriend, and is where I lost my virginity. Univer...ity meant a bit more exploring and experimenting. But nothing, and I mean nothing, had prepared me for what was about to happen in my life.I met Emma at a networking event for my industry. She immediately grabbed my attention as her presence seemed to be greater than every other soul in the room. She is 31 years old (although you'd never believe. .. Dropping the packages, herhands went to her mouth. Her body felt as though it was caving in onher. As Patricia's knees went weak and her body began its decent to thedeep pile of the rug below her, the music became eerily distant and thelight around her faded. She dropped to the floor, hitting her head onthe edge of a squared planter near the door. Before Patricia's mindsigned out she noted the scent of lilac's filling their bedroom, thescent of her favorite perfume, Garden Grove. Patricia. I'm flying into Denver and heading up to Kip's and pretty much straight away we are on the road for the nine hour drive across where we'll spend July 4th on the water.I have never been to a gay bucks party before and I really am not sure what to expect... will it be just days of debauchery or will it be sedate? You can bet that as soon as I find out I will be informing you guys about it.Speedos will be packed and a solid supply of condoms and lube as well of course.....My trip to Lake Powell. ?The smile never leaving His lips as his fingers crossed one another stretching upward over His head. His eyes almost felt like they were stripping me of the clothes covering me suddenly making me very nervous. ?Susan tells me otherwise Sonia. In fact Sonia, she told me that you have been a bit depressed ever since your little friend moved away.?Gasping as my eyes widened unbelieving at what he just said. Even more aghast that Susan would tell a complete stranger of my personal life. She.