‘Damn it,’ Raff shouted. He had a feeling that Casey was responsible for the car not starting. Raff came around to the front of the Jeep and opene... the hood. He wasn’t a true mechanic but he did know something about cars. He inspected the engine and he saw the missing coil. Raff pulled Dixie closer to him and shouted, ‘Damn you Casey. Give me the ignition coil or we’ll end this right here.’ He pointed his pistol at Dixie’s head. ‘Give me the coil,’ he repeated. ‘Or I’ll shoot the girl.’ As Raff. It wasn’t just bric-a-brac from Pier One. The walls displayed needlework her grandmother had done, or pictures of places she’d traveled. The furniture consisted of a blend of family antiques and modern overstuffed seating, a pleasant mix of old and new. Closeness, comfort, and warmth permeated the rooms. He wondered what her bedroom looked like. Casey was out-of-her-mind nervous as Stan walked in, and tremendously turned on. She couldn’t keep her thoughts off of their last email yesterday. In. As he realised I wasn’t going to stop him, he got a little more confident and his other arm, which he had round me, started moving closer to my other boob. I just looked up at him for some reason and as I did, he simply looked down at me and moved his hand up and layed it straight onto my boob. I was transfixed and just kept looking up at him and he down to me, as his hand started rubbing my very excited boob. It was a very strange feeling for me, but very nice, I couldn’t believe it, I was. A bit of a long time but I've gone without for longer.Fifty years. Yep, I turned fifty before I discovered and became addicted to the pleasures that only two men can give to each other. And, yeah, of course I rue those wasted years. But it is what it is and I've tried to make up for as much lost time as I possibly can. But this year? Man, I think we all want to put this one behind us.So lockdown chastity has reigned all spring and summer.Autumn came but I didn't. Not in a man anyway.Now it's.