You are a nice guy and all that but..."But? What is she saying?"But look this is not going to work. You are way too good for me,actually. Yes, way too...good. You don't want to get mixed up with someonelike me. I'm not even sure I'm in to men right now. I had hoped to scareyou off the other night. Apparently you either don't scare easily or youare insanely, unhealthily, sickly attracted to me."My eyes started to glisten."If you start crying you'll be sorry. When I sense weakness I get verymean.. You are amazing Arie. You fulfill one of my needs as I do yours. However, I’m realizing that I have so many more that need to be fixed. And when it smacks me in the face, I hurt for it. And I guess your text did just that. I wanted to tell you that at lunch, but when I saw you and how happy you were and those big brown eyes looking at me so carefree, I didn’t want to ruin it. I know what we have, truly I do. It’s purely sexual. And I really thought I was able to separate sex from feelings. I. I threw her over my left shoulder and started downstairs, but I’d only taken a step before I decided a little stimulation would be good for Julie. I mean, with that delightful ass sticking up in the air, why not use it? And her pussy was readily available, too.“Don’t do that,” she squealed as I swatted her. “Rick, no,” she barked as I dunked my thumb in her pussy. Swat and dunk. Swat and dunk. The swats weren’t hard. The dunks were deep, ending with a flick of her clit. I had a regular rhythm. "Where" she said, "I don't know, down by the church maybe".She spoke to her friend and after a couple of minutes she said "Ok I've got half an hour before the bus comes", and with that she walked towards me. We set off towards the church and she told me she has four c***dren by three seperate men and no-one to share her life with, they all do what they want then fuck off and leave her."How old are you" I said "23" she replied, "You?" "44" as we walked closer towards the church. When we got.