I haven’t dated anybody other than my late wife for twenty years.”Joan laughed, “You stole my entire opening speech. You’re the first person o...her than my son or long-gone ex-husband that I’ve been out with in years, although I did try something like this right after my divorce finalized. I am looking forward to this adventure, however.” She had a smile that lit up my insides.We ordered our lunches and had a long chat. We both waxed eloquent about our children, both bemoaning the point that we. The homeless man’s back was turned to her, but she could tell he was ancient. Or maybe he had just spent a long time in the city jungle and had become feral. He turned around and she saw his dick in his hand. Acrid smelling piss was streaming from it. His mouth revealed few teeth and as he stumbled toward Heather he mumbled a drunken, “Lady, spare some change?” Heather had backed into the alley wall, surprise still leaving her riled and confused. The homeless man approached her with a zombie’s. Binding your cock inside your pants with the string or rope end available to tug on.14. Wearing a vibrating butt plug, with the controls in your pocket or available for her use. [still dreaming of a source for a remote control plug ;} A Vibrating Beeper was recently suggested]15. Your right [left?] hand is tied to your cock and balls through a hole in your pocket. Might look like you are playing with yourself.16. Being forced to masturbate beneath the table cloth while at a restaurant.17. You. I thanked him again for being my friend.Dan, Sue and Chrissy were putting things away where she wanted them. They put the bunk beds side by side for the kids since they were too little to be climbing. Chris still couldn't believe we brought back all the extra furniture.As everyone was putting things away, I went up to my room to relax. I figured I did my share to help this woman out. My sister Sue came up to thank me again and gave me a hug."That's what families do, Sue; we help one another. I.