I've been...exposed, for lack of a better word, to sex since I was very young. Like most k**s growing up in the 80's, my dad had a bit of an extensive...porn collection. I can remember being a little k** and seeing magazines lying in my parents bedroom partially, but not very well, hidden. I was probably 10 or 11 when I "discovered" masturbation. My parents weren't home and I was watching one of dad's "collection" tapes. These were VHS' of movies, only they weren't whole movies, they were a. She looked better today than she had in ages. He asked, “How are you doing?”She shrugged her shoulders and answered, “I’m better. I can get through the work day now.”“You’ve been working for six months now. You only missed a week.”“I meant without crying.”“Oh. Are you ready to be touched?”“No,” Beth replied. She was terrified of admitting to love again. The death of Betsy had broken something deep inside her. John didn’t know if she would ever heal. He watched her as she stood there naked. She. That's how Rick liked me. I looked pretty damn hot I thought if I should say so myself!The guys found a poker game in full swing when we entered with a bunch of big shots and a huge fat man sitting their with a cowboy hat, bolo tie and a fringed suede jacket. The guy was puffing on a cigar and was kind of loud and laughing alot. He had a big chubby bleached blonde bimbo standing behind him. She was dressed cheaply, not sexy like me, just cheaply but I'm sure she thought she was the cat's meow.. . I had only just started to sleep nights shortly after Amber and I'd moved in together. I guess I just needed someone to share my life with. Go figure! We had been asleep for two hours (after our long flight home from Barbados) when we heard a pounding on the door. It was my wife's cousin, Amber, who came lurching in, crying her eyes out! From what I was able to understand, through all the tears and sobbing, was that she'd been kicked out by her "boyfriend" for being a slob and for not putting.