As she was a regular person, she would needan edge, and some protection to reduce the chances of her gettingherself killed.And boy does her new suit g...ve her an edge.It looks like her, if she was fifteen feet tall, and covered in goldglitter, with the initials "RG" made out of diamonds on the "belt".I dont think I wanna know how much the thing cost her to have built.But I'm glad she has it, especially going into the chaos we were aboutto enter ...And it was truly chaos.Bad people who were using. Watching her pounding on her keyboard, I wondered if such a severe woman could ever have a lover. Little did I know.From time to time she would glance up at me and her head would shake imperceptibly.Ron Vincent turned out to be a little chubby man who was bright and cheery, with a head of sparse greying hair. He asked me a few general questions about myself, told me that younger men, like me, rarely coped with this kind of work. But, he added that anyone recommended by Sadie must have something. We chatted online a few times, talked on the phone and decided to get together for some drinks and reminisce. When we finish up we decide to get together on an upcoming weekend to kick back and reset our friendship.As is the case so often, life got busy. His adult kids came into town to make sure he was doing well and my life is just as busy. As we both enjoy watching football games we decided that we would get together on an upcoming saturday to watch a couple of end of season games and grill. My heart is racing, thumping, my head swimming and thoughtless, only aware of the thrusts that are sending me higher and I am surrendering, my body moving to meet you as you pound me into submission. Tight, so very tight and now the wave comes, sweeping through my body up to my brain and you are taking me over the edge forcing me to surrender, my muscles start to contract, slow, deep, rhythmic contractions stroking your hardness and urging you to release all you sweet juices for me. Your body.