He heard Lori tell Randy about the divorce, and to find someplace else to sleep that night and from then on.Randy didn't cotton to the idea of divorce...at all. He was adamant about it not taking place, in fact. He made this known with his fists, screaming at the woman who had frustrated him as a teenager and now disrespected him to his face.Bob heard the first two smacks as Randy set about "teaching the bitch a lesson" as he put it.He only got in those two blows.Randy, who had been in the prime. He died in a helicopter crash in a sandstorm in Somalia.She thought she had loved Greg. They had lots of mutual interests, met in medical school and took their surgical residency together. She looked back on it now and her marriage to Greg seemed more of a marriage of convenience. Not that they didn't love each other – or at least what she thought of as love at the time, but it really was two people with a lot in common who were of marriageable age thinking they ought to get married.When Greg. Time seems to stand still. Taking each of my ankles, he softly pushes them to bend my legs. He spreads my legs as he climbs in between me. I feel his tongue on my nipple. His hands are resting on my shoulders. I turn my head to kiss his hand and he inserts his finger into my mouth. Giving my other breast equal attention, I begin to arch my back. He reaches for a pillow and places it under my lower back. I stroke his hair in silence. He places his lips on my raised clit. Sighs and moans are the. I realized that I was really enjoying stroking with another guy and satisfying our needs. And it seemed pretty natural. My friends and I growing up were pretty frank about jerking off and porn but we never did it together. Fast forward and couple of years and I began dating a girl in another city. She was a deliciously horny petite, blonde squirter. On my drive into her city there was an adult book store on the outskirts of town that she told me about to get us some toys. I happily obliged and.