I mean, how could I go to work knowing that my boss was having his way with her? And I certainly couldn't hang out with my friend and have a good time...knowing that he'd been sleeping with my wife!After I got divorced, I went on the road driving trucks. I figured that since I liked being outdoors and watching the changing seasons, it would be a good occupation for me. I liked going to different places and constantly meeting new people, too. It also got me away from everything at home.I admit, I. She lit the place up with her sheer sensuality. She was tall, with a shock of blond hair. She was wearing what looked like scarlet jodhpurs with highly polished black leather boots, a pale grey silk shirt and a lavish cleavage. Neither shirt nor jodhpurs left anything to the imagination, revealing a firm, muscular but very feminine body. Beside her Sam was understated. She looked to be older than Jill by about 15 years, or so I thought at the time. Slightly shorter, she was wearing tight. Darla?s mom is so stage-struck. She came to methinking Darla would have has a career in movies orsomething. I told her mom that America doesn?t appearto be ready for that yet. It turned out that I waswrong, but I recommended that Darla find herself arich Daddy who will give her anything she wants inexchange for the occasional cuddle.Darla has become an excellent lover.Her mother brought her to me around Thanksgiving oflast year. She wanted Darla in "Panty Boy," no matterwhat.I asked Darla about. I smiled and rubbed her arm gently, trying to ease her mind a little. "Well," I said, "maybe I can help you with that."She stared at me for a moment, as everything in her wanted to protest and run away. Still, in the end curiosity overcame her fear, and maybe something told her to just go with the flow this time, so she just nodded and smiled as I took her by the hand and went with her and the black vibrator to the counter to pay. The girl wished me, or us, I wasn't sure, "lots of fun" as we.