Can you still taste it?I made passionate love to you last night. Do you feel the afterglow?John is in his late fifties and a widower. He's a big man a...d is six-foot one. He has American Indian features, salt-pepper hair, and brown eyes. When he talked his deep melodious voice enchants everyone around him. His friend will tell you that he has a loving heart, great attitude and gentle spirit. He had joined an online dating sight, because he was tired of being lonely. He wanted a friend at first. "I just want to show you off a little". I knew I was his little sex toy. I couldn't seem to muster enough will to break things off with him. He basically had me wrapped around his little finger and he knew it.As we neared the theater door, it opened giving us a full view of the screen on the far wall. At first sight, it appeared to be like any other movie theater, pitch black except for the lights reflecting off the screen. My eyes were trying to focus in the darkness. This was difficult. I was frozen as I stood outside of his door listening and imagining. I was soon shocked; he emerged from his room fully nude with a towel in his hand and a bright red penis with a distinctive curve sticking up at a 45-degree angle. I was speechless and so was he. We both froze. I stammered that I just got home and tried to play it off but my red face gave it away. There I was staring at him standing nude in the hallway not able to keep my eyes off of his extremely thick 9-inch bright red penis. We have a spare key!" I told myself. We had to, right? I do not recall ever using it but surely, we had a spare key hidden under the doormat or something? Several very long minutes later, I had found nothing. Back to where I had started, the despair set in again. Out of options I desperately and systemically examined every window and door of the house again but found nothing. My home was locked down good and tight, something I never thought would be a bad thing. Desperate times call for.