" then she hung up her cell phone. "Do you want to talk about it?" I asked. ... "She wants me to leave my k**s behind with you and mom to raise while I go live with her and her mom, cause she thinks she can take care of me the way I need to be taken care of. Now how she thinks she can do that when she does not have a job and when she does get one she can not keep it long before she. She smiles but I am so embarrassed I avert my eyes. "Don't want to seem creepy, that will ruin my chances. Oh god that was probably creepy, it's over. I'll spend the festival alone." I panic.Before my train of though finish I notice she's standing over me. "Hey, are you going to the festival too? I'm Jenny by the way. We'd like a man we know so we don't get harassed at the camping area. Why don't you sit next to us and we can plan where we'll raise our tents together", she smirks. "Yeah..." is. Married now, things started out good for the first couple of years, good, creative, regular sex, sometimes involved lingerie and panties, sometimes it involved watching porn together, sometimes just a quickie, then she started to put on some weight and everything came to a halt, so what was I supposed to do now? Well hello dial-up internet porn and Newsgroups, cool I now had pics to jack off too and and they were some what organized, if I wanted to look at big tits I would go to that section,. This happened a few times during the journey and I found myself compulsively doing the same thing, again and again, as if I would miss something if I didn’t. Without realizing it, I was being visually stimulated by seductive views of her smooth inner thighs and that white lacy triangle. I wasn’t thinking or questioning why I was doing this. In the past, I would probably look around to see if she realized that was what she was doing or looked for the lucky young man she was teasing. I felt my.