“Now you made me lose count, so it’s time to jog.”“I didn’t lose count. You owe us twenty walking steps.”Diana grinned over at the struggl...ng man as he grinned back at her. “My Mom used to do something that seems appropriate just now. She would hold her hand cupped near my face when I was whining about something and say, ‘cry me a handful.’ Somehow that seems appropriate, Big Man. You, a big muscular guy, survived on that planet with practically nothing. You can darn sure jog for a couple of. My story does not start here but it starts when I was 15 years old. I got my high school sweetheart pregnant. We had a baby, a son. It was tough for a couple years because my parents were older and and fate had a different plan for her and her parents.When My son was three, her parents got hit by a drunk driver and were instantly killed. The next couple of years brought the death of my mother and father, who were in the sixties. My father died of a heart attack and my mother died. Don’t look at the prices.”Women, regardless of age, seem to enjoy shopping. Men are the opposite. Sitting on a bench outside the store, I wait, enjoying the parade of young girls and women. A number of young teens remind me of Jayden and Avery. What am I going to do about Jayden? Then, thinking of what Jayden said about Avery liking me too, my cock starts it re-growth. It is nearly an hour later Brianna is at the door waving at me. My Gold Visa takes a sizable hit. It is a good thing I get Air. I tried to be as still as possible, but it touches me that song, and I moved, I know I moved and I sang it with the same feeling and abandon I do at home. I must have been drunk because I have never, ever sang karaoke before. I was lost in it and finally toward the end of the song, I did look at Him….. “whatever makes you happy” …. “whatever you want” then looked away and finished the song with a melancholy more smug than sad, though only He would know that I was wickedly turned on. Carrie.