" I realized it had become too much of a burden to separate my depression with my mother and my normalcy at school. I had given up trying to act happy...at school. The few friends I had noticed this and turned me in to a counselor.I was about two blocks from home when a black Mercedes pulled over to park in front of me. I saw the right window slide down. Then I heard her voice say, "Joe!"Maggie! I stopped dead and saw her face framed by her blonde hair for the first time in two months. Her smile. The party's notgoing to wait for us." Uh. Yeah. I'm ... just a little dizzy. I won't ... I don't want todisappoint you. I'll hurry."The man crossed the bedroom and kissed the top of Ben's head. He was inhis late 40s, maybe early 50s. "Honey, you'll never disappoint me. I loveyou. I just think we'll have more fun if we don't need to apologize forbeing late." S-sure." Ben answered. "I ... uh ..." The man stroked Ben's faceaffectionately and left. Ben realized his cheek was soft and smooth, withno. I put her on the bed and take off her leggings. Her black panties smell so pure, oh Lord, save me tonight! This woman is going to take my life.I come down, near her feet, and they’re oh so smooth. I take both of them in my lap and start massaging them, caressing the shape. Oh! Her nails, they are the fetish of every guy, the way she has kept them makes everything taut!I start kissing her feet, licking her toenails, then her toes, and finally her ankle and the bracelets that adorn them. I. My neighbour's skin felt smooth and warm under my fingers.“But Vicky? Dan?” Miranda said, her voice starting to falter.“Vicky and I are pretty much just going through the motions now. I swear, Miranda, I haven’t had really good, hot sex with her in years.”“Our sex life is flagging, too,” my neighbour confessed, nodding, “Ken, I’m worried that he’s getting it elsewhere. He doesn’t seem that interested in me anymore. We’ve only been married a bit over five years. It can’t be falling apart.