"It was an accident," I said. "I was actually trying to save that asshole when it happened." I noticed Martha furiously writing notes as I spoke. I lo...ked at her pad. "Martha, asshole has two "S's," I said.Then I looked back at Dave. "Actually, this whole thing is her fault," I said pointing across the room at Skankzilla, I mean, Tammy Joe."Danny, how the fuck is this, Dic ... I mean Tammy Joe's fault? She was back in Michigan, over a hundred miles away from here when this all happened." Dave,. Saturday morning, I found myself nervously awakening at 5:00 am. Still unsure of what to do, I went for a jog along the lake shore. Desperate, I realized that I had no choice. Also, there was something else, the commanding tone of her voice. "Don't be late!"While showering, inexplicably, I became aroused. I wanted to touch my enlarged penis, but something told me to stop. Was it that voice? As I dressed, I found myself selecting a daring satin bikini male thong, my most stylish slacks, a white. With the entire place to myself, I hit up the weight room almost immediately and started on my daily regime when I glanced across the way and noticed a very attractive brunette running on the treadmill by herself. Watching her for a few minutes, I had to admit that she certainly had a great little body, a remarkable hourglass figure with strong legs, large natural breasts, and an ass worth dying for. Admiring her physique, it was only a minute later that I realized just who she was. If I didn't. Being lonely and without someone with you is heart wrenching.It makes you doubt why you exist when you have no one to love, no one that truly appreciates every aspect of you.I'm not interested in a relationship with a girl that I cannot love, I'm not interested in women just because of their bodies; I'm not saying I don't lust after women, but I know the difference between love and lust. I would like to meet a woman that I could have fun talking to, and would like to talk to me too. A woman.