It wanted to know a lot of things, like why was Melanie here fucking me? Her entire behavior this evening defied explanation. Nobody 29 years old woul... be interested in some old fart like me, unless… unless… what? Daddy issues? Naw, it’s gotta be more than that.Melanie sensed the shift in my brainwaves and looked into my eyes. “Don’t fight it, just kiss me.”And we kissed, and my brain slowed down, and with our arms and legs entwined, we drifted off to sleep, perchance to dream. Aye, there’s the. The feeling as his thick bell-end eased and probed its way into my tight tunnel was just exquisite. Mmmm, such happy days!Just a couple of weeks later I found myself cutting through the leafy park on my way to the car dealers. The sun shone like molten gold on the boating lake as I stopped and sat myself down on one of the green-painted metal bench seats. The ducks were quacking merrily and I could almost hear Debussy in the air. Instead, I heard the purposeful exclamation of my erstwhile. I thought at her and warned her to use only thoughts, as someone might hear. Ever smart, she pressed the mute button on her phone and we could talk mind to mind without making a sound. I could feel her running as she was telling me the status. "Tiennie blacked out less than a mile from here. We found her an hour ago but didn't know what happened to you two." I could feel the others join Hana as she contacted them."We are OK so far, but are hung like sides of beef in a warehouse somewhere. When. That night I held on to her for as long as I could, and we nuzzled and nibbled for a while longer, before we both realized that we were going to have to be up in the morning. Before she left that night, I pulled her to me, and proudly claimed that there was something I wanted to do all evening, and I pulled her to me, and kissed her slowly, and with passion, wrapping her in my arms. Her lips were smaller than mine, but soft, and as she wrapped her arms around me, we stayed in that moment for.