" But Sara, I love you too! We could be happy together. Please? Don'tmarry him. I'll make you happy." Pamela," Sara said earnestly, "no! You are a gir... now. A girl! A girllike me! Mike is a man. A real man. He's not like you, Pamela. Don't youget it? I need a real man. Not you. I can never love you like I lovehim. You're just not a man. Look at yourself!" But I am too a man, Sara! You know I am. I had you once, didn't I?" You had me once," Sara asked, perplexed, "what do you mean?" You know.. It was nearing midnight when she turned to a late-night soft-core movie on one of the pay channels. She set the TV remote on the end table and picked up her drink. The three remained silent as the movie plot unfolded.The movie was clearly a “B” movie made for late night cable viewers. The plot consisted of a thirty-something woman who had recently become a widow and was looking for the answers to life’s toughest questions.The woman decided that since she was a newly free woman, who no longer. Jenn and I started out sharing a bunk bed but soon came to the conclusion that it was not wide enough to be comfortable.Wednesday: The women were helping me load the haulers, when the men returned mid morning. They had swung by Ferguson Helicopter Service and dropped off one of the fuel bladders. Tommy had watched the Fergusons place while they helped load the haulers. Tommy had also talked to Sul and would fly out and bring him back tomorrow to help us drive back to the mine site.After things. Then, in the blink of an eye, the creep had disappeared, and she was there, naked, in the middle of the store, shoving a cucumber up her pussy. Everybody was looking at her, staggering, panting, incapable of understanding what had just happened."Madam, stop doing that or I'll have to call the police"."B...but...you don't understand...someone was here and..."But Jack was already gone. He was now walking in the street, laughing out loud thinking about what he had just done to this bitchy milf. As.