I thought this over and over again for a full minute. Then I opened my eyes. Nothing was different. I was still on the couch. Dammit. Ok, ok. I poured...more coffee and thought some more. I’m not doing this right. Obviously. So what am I doing wrong? Maybe I’m not concentrating on the right thing, only doing it halfway. I pictured the loft in my mind, the splintery rafters, the piles of disorganized crap on the floor, the initials we carved into one of the floorboards… and there was a funny. After a few months of grieving about it. I went to one of the bars they had here that was next to a pool. I met a few nice men and couples and since I was now single, it seems I had a lot of men hitting on me. The girls out number the men here by 3 to 1 so competition is fierce I suppose to find a man you like and can go out with.One afternoon at that same little bar, a couple and this single man started talking to me and we had several drinks. I started getting a little drunk and as it grew. The fact that his own mother had said it was a forgone conclusion that he would be tempted at some point in time only made it worse.Watching him during the months after William had returned from Texas had opened her eyes. She had seen how William and the women around him reacted to each other. He was oblivious to the women who flirted outrageously with him. The same couldn't be said about them. It seemed to her that a third of the women between the ages of sixteen and fifty looked at him with. He went down and ate her pusssy til it was dripping wet then he entered her and fucked her right out in the open parking lot for anyone walking by to see.she said it felt so good he was rock hard and huge. she suprised him and said she wants him to fill up her pussy with his cum, so her husband can see it. she then said they finished up went back inside stayed a bit then her and Melissa headed home, while she was driving she could fel the cum dripping down her thigh. she then put her pussy.