You’d think by now that I’d be over this. Instead, I’m feeling sorry for myself. So why does everything seem desperate now? I should be feeling ...o alive. But it feels like something’s missing, something’s wrong somehow. It feels like something deep inside has died. So why do I feel desperate now? Why do I feel like dying?”His pants drop to the floor. He steps out of them, striping the remainder of his clothes off to match the girl’s nakedness. Her knees bump the edge of the bed.“I keep breaking. We were both ready, now, for the theater.My wife made herself presentable but only buttoned two of the buttons on her shirt. We went inside to buy tickets and the manager looked at us and smiled a bit, telling us that there was a couples only section on the last six rows of the left side. We thanked him and walked in, standing at the door while our eyes adjusted to the darkness. As my eyes adjusted, I noticed there were single men scattered around the theatre and a few standing against the back. I'm not sure I said that very well this morning." Okay," Don said."So, I was hoping we could talk about what you want. I mean what you want us to be?"Don turned and walked to the side of the deck and took a deep breath. "I don't know what I want, Hailey. Well, that's not quite true. I want to make music with Barrier Riff and that includes you. I want you. I want to spend time with you. And it's not just the sex. The sex is great all by itself, but I like being around you. You're my friend, my. She is five foot six inches, weighs around 120 pounds, has nice firm 34b breasts and long sexy legs. This particular night she looked especially hot. She was wearing a short dress that went to about mid thigh and had a sort of halter top that tied at the top. She has always wanted larger breasts so she usually wears padded bras. Because of the way this dress is made she can't wear a bra with it without it showing. I encourage her to go without it when she wears this dress. She always wears a.