I consider myself a smart guy but when you are in a failing relationship it chips away at your soul and soon you find yourself trying not to care or s...mply deluding yourself that the other person will one day miraculously return to the loving caring person you used to be married to. With Sarah that was not to be. I knew something was wrong but recognizing the fact that she was clinically depressed was beyond me. And the fact she was finding solace in alcohol, drugs and risky sexual behavior was. ” I was not exactly stupefied, but I guess for lack of a better term I was stupefied. First my ex-wife, then my dad, now her dad, and all within the same few days: clearly word about my return to the USA was getting out. Not sure how I felt about that. What I didn’t need is what the bunch of them all had in common: their sympathy. What I did need was to be left the hell alone to drink, grow old, and eventually die. There wasn’t anything else left for me.“My daughter came to see us. She told us. Warren helped mestand up and Kenny stood behind me with his arms around my chest, playingwith my nipples. Warren moved up to me and we kissed for several minutesas Warren gently ran his hands over my chest and slowly moved them downto my stomach. I turned my head to the side and Kenny moved around and webegan kissing as Warren slid his hands lower and lower on me, finallysliding them down into my baggy pants and touching the top of my dick. Idon't know what he expected but he got this look of. Danny had his own idea for a surprise. It had been a day of firsts so far and he intended to make it a hat trick of novelty if he could. ‘Somnus.’ ‘What shift are you on tonight Nancy?’ Danny inquired when he was sure she was under. ‘Early shift, three ’till midnight,’ Nancy replied from her trance. ‘You once told me that many of your co-workers wear low cut bras and thong panties under their hostessing outfits, but that you didn’t feel right showing quite that much flesh in your uniform..