I left it alone. I could deal with most of what was going on. Except I wanted sex. And I sure wasn't getting it from her. Even at 40, I had hormones, ...nd I had a sex drive.I thought she was cheating. I went as far as checking into it. Even accused her a couple of times. She laughed, would deny it, and that would be the end of that. At one point, she even told me if I was that horny and desperate, I should find a girlfriend. I was initially pissed off, but then realized that I was just. After that day it seemed natural to drop into Jim's on my paper route if he was home, Jim had lots of magazines and photos that he got from London and Manchester, and I jerked off to quite a few of them, then one day he showed me his latest acquisition this one showed men and teen boys together, funnily enough my cock was no softer as I looked. The difference this time apart from the gender in the book was he suggested that it might be nice to do what the photos were showing, so this time. So that must be his poison of choice, she thought to herself. He’s a drunk, probably shaking off a binge. More than likely he had spent the money he had recently made hauling manure on booze and was now relegated to eating at a mission. She didn’t want to embarrass him. She drove on. ‘Jake! Thanks for coming in to fill in for me—what the hell happened to you?’ ‘Fred, my truck is in for service and the only loaner they had is a damn sardine can. I smacked my head getting out. I’m fine—more. In half a second the result appeared. He smiled, “5.17 Kilowatts.”Dr. Drake shook his head and said, “Such a simple thing. So what are you going to do, now?”John looked serious for a moment and then answered, “I’m going to head over to the mechanical engineering department and see if they can design a nice generator for it. We need to convert the heat to electricity somehow.”“Good idea,” replied Dr. Drake. He added, “Thank you for letting me be the first to see this.”“My pleasure.”John spent.