Not too bad for my age, some lines, some extra weight, grey hair. I wondered how the other guys had fared. Sure some s.o.b. was going to look 20 years...younger, but what can you do. You live life and live with your decisions. I'd left home for college. Not everyone from our neighborhood went to college. It just wasn't the expected thing then. But I went to a school in the Midwest and really never went back. I met my future wife in my senior year. I was more experienced by then and the. I staggered at the suddenrelease and gasped in that wonderful oxygen stuff we like so much.Bethan grabbed at the cuffs I could now see bound Jenny's hands and spunher into the sofa. Then she rounded on me. At least I'd had a chance tobreath.Great, awake and functioning for less than a day and I'm in a full onbitch fight. I drew myself up - I was still nearly half a foot shorterthan her - and raised my fists ready."Fuck's sake STOP!" We ignored Jenny and went at it. I hit her shoulder,she. She was not anyone I recognized from around town.Hmmm. So....?I looked more closely. She seemed poised, elegant, well made up, notunattractive. Maybe she was from Europe, some lesser light from overthere that I had not heard of?Then I noticed it.My old evening gown.It was dark navy, long, with a split seam. It was embroidered at thehem with rhinestones. I had donated that to the Thrift Shop myself.Looking more closely, I recognized more and more outfits. Businesswear. A sarong, of all things!. Then we got into 69 position. After that I laid her down and put my dick over her pussy, she was begging to get fucked but I was rubbing my dick over, bcoz somehow I liked her pleading. Then I tried inserting in her (using a condom), but her pussy was very tight and only the tip went in, then I gave full force and inserted half of my dick in it, she shouted loudly in pain and asked me to take it out but I gave another stroke and it was all in. I started banging her first with slow strokes and.