.." I thought."It was a girl I used to know. I thought I was over it, but it seems that well, I wasn't. I saw her again and all those feelings came ba...k up and months of work trying to forget her amounted to nothing." Look at you." he lisped. "I would never have guessed. Such a quiet one too." Yeah, well. We all have our crosses to bear, I suppose." Hmm. Well that's a first, ducky." What's that?" Me not reading you." I froze momentarily wondering what was coming and dreading the "I know what. He couldn’t see my eyes as they were watching the front of his shorts. From what I could see that he had something that would make me smile. It started getting a little warm so I decided that I would go and grab some lunch at a pub on the boardwalk. I packed my items and went back to my car and placed them in the trunk. I walked up the boardwalk heading to the pub. As I was just about to go in there was that gentleman from the beach. He walked by and smiled. I entered and asked for a window. “Who’s we?” I wanted to know, knowing. **The Wedding** Marcie had bought a new dining room table for the house across the street from where Mrs. P lived on Elm Street. Fully extended, the table seated two dozen people. She had me pick up enough chairs from Tad’s parents home to augment the eight chairs that came with the table. On Saturday night before the wedding, I found myself seated between two of Marcie’s college friends. Across from me was Mollie, Tad’s twelve year old daughter, who,. Like coming out of a terrible nightmare.But my dick was still hard.I could hear her behind me pouring herself some more wine. I was still sobbing and hiccupping.What was I doing here? Would I ever get out of this?A lighter being lit. Then the distinct smell of marijuana. Weed. She is getting stoned and looking at me crying in the corner, my naked red ass gets her high.Seemed like I was standing there about half an hour. She had time to smoke two joints at least."Okay Michelle, come on over here.