And no, I don't have pics, but he told me enough about her that I believe it. She has a mark or two on her that he identified.He told me this. Said th...t he ran into her at a college football game and for a few weeks kept talking and sitting with her. Then after one game gave her his business card and told her to call him if she ever needed any work. Which she did call him. He had her to attend a "Business" meeting where a couple of other guys were. They talked for a while and all of them. She had one close friend: a divorcee, who provided her with an alibi when needed.About her Ex and her marriage, Elizabeth refused to talk. Although I was young and inexperienced, I often sensed his presence, especially in bed. For Elizabeth, he was, sometimes, an intimidating third party that she found impossible to banish.Because of the hidden nature of our relationship, we rarely went out. Only twice, I think, I took her to a different continental club than the one where we had met. We did. We finally agreed on a way for me to feel comfortable seducing Jimmy. Tonight was the night Ed was bringing Jimmy over, and I was very nervous about what we were planning to do. Yes, I was worried because of Jimmy being underage, but my nerves were also on edge with anticipation. All I could think about all day was having sex with that cute young boy.Ed’s prodding had finally convinced me that I could get away with having sex with Jimmy. I had agreed that I would do it. Our plan was to let. Init, a group of elderfolk are sitting around, doing the usual things oldfogies do on tv. Complaining about aches and pains. Feeling sorry forthemselves. And, ultimately, waiting to die. Much like myself of late, I'mafraid. But, miraculously, one of them realizes that it was when they gave upthe games of their childhood that they began to grow old. And all it takes tobecome young again is to let go of your fear and grief and hurt.And start playing kick-the-can once more.Unfortunately, I'm.