But I still wasn't ready to admit what the real problem was.She looked back up at me, her hair wild, her eyes filled with tears, and I couldn't help l...ving her, her petite form which made me feel strong, her soft yielding flesh which I could feel pressing against me. And I hated myself for loving her and yet not loving her. But she saw none of that. As we bathed in silence, our eyes were locked together, neither of us looking anywhere but the other's face.Later, as the morning turned hot and. With the slight build of a young teen he was quitehandsome. “Look,” Alice began “Micah’s birthday is in a month.Between now and then be a little more intimate with himand see how you feel. You could be his birthdaypresent.”We made love that night and Debbie was incrediblypassionate. Afterward I said, “You were especiallyaggressive tonight. Were you thinking about Micah?”“Hmmm yes,” she murmured gazing at nothing.“What were you. She smiled at him and nodded, “Comin’ right up.”When he got his drink, Mike turned to face the rest of the bar and relaxed. He liked this place; It was the real deal, not like those city clubs that were filled with lights and music that sounded like a cat going through a car engine. He did spot a couple of girls who stood out among the country folk. They reminded him of people Toni would hang out with. He shrugged and sat for a while, chugging down glass after glass as he observed. They weren’t. Bill sat on his rug and I lay back, leaning up slightly on my elbows. We chatted more and we talked about our home lives and our wives. And our sex lives. Or, in my case, the lack of it. I started to feel tired with the sun beating down on my nakedness, the humidity and the beer, all having effects. So I lay down, flat on my back and started drifting into the twilight of sleep.However I was startled out of my peace by the feel of a cold, wet, cream hitting my cock and balls. I sharply sat up,.