A larger house would require his wife to spend more time keeping it neat. He would have to take more time to care for the lawn. Life wasn’t meant to...be spent taking care of your possessions, but to allow your possessions let you live.He led Greg into the house and the living room. Pointing to a chair, he asked, “Would you mind waiting while I change clothes?”“No, go ahead,” Greg answered entering the living room. He looked around the room surprised by how Spartan the décor was and how neat it. But for whatever reason, he was just acting shy or disinterested. And it was bothering Greg possibly more than it was his friend. Seeing Trevor’s dumb grin and shake of his head, Greg sounded off again and launched a renewed verbal barrage in his direction. ‘Dude. Are you being serious right now? Do you fucking need me to hold your hand and do this for you? C’mon half these chicks are sluts. Even a dork like you should be able to talk yourself into, like, a birthday handjob or something.. It wasn’t though. He was browsing that and then using his phone and ... I really don’t want to talk about what I saw him do.”Linda looked down. “Oh.”“So, I checked out the website. You could place ads for free but your contact info were hidden. Someone had to pay a membership to see them. But I could read the ads and it was girls looking for sugar daddies. It didn’t take a genius that there are sugar daddies and ... well, just paying for stuff. So, I wrote one asking for a sugar daddy who would. ”It was by 4th drink we decided we should start dancing. We got on the floor now a bit crowded. We were literally just making out but not acknowledging it. Then I broke the ice and slid a hand into her blouse and held her hips. She bit her lips and giggled.That was my cue to slide my hands through the bra to feel her super hard tits and I got an “Ahh.” I leaned and kissed her. Her breast was awesome to hold inside the tight blouse in a crowded place. While those eyes were the only part of her.