It was addressed to me. She offered her condolences for Regina, and she wrote that she was clean now and working in a bookstore in Rockville. She offe...ed to contribute to Christina’s upkeep, from her salary, if money was tight for us.I was worried when I received that card, and I showed it to my lawyer. He assured me that there was no way for Eva Sorensen to reclaim Christina. Only then did I answer her, thanking her for her sympathy, and assuring her that we were fine, financially. I hoped. Now it was time to visit a chat room or two. I spent about an hour trying to find someone to talk to but all I could find were gay guys and married women, until finally I got a private message from “curvyBBW12”. I wasted no time and replied with my age, sex and location. It seemed like it took forever to get a response from her. I was just about to give up when she replied, telling me she was in the same area as me. This never happened! We chatted for about forty-five minutes, talking about. Short skirts and dresses that didn’t reach mid-thigh, lots of cleavage, sheer or semi-sheer blouses, elastic thigh-high stockings or garters, and four inch high heels (four inch heels for my petite 5’ 2” body were high). Underneath was generally only a thong or bikini panty. Although I had always worn bras before starting here, the men suggested that my 32B tits didn’t need it. Today, I was wearing a pleated black skirt that was well above mid-thigh and a nearly sheer, silk blouse unbuttoned to. I reach down and undo his zipper and button. His pants are too tight to fall, but his cock sprang out of his pants quickly. I stroked him while he played with my nipples. I asked if it was cool that we fuck right here. He said lets go to the truck and fuck around there. As we walked over to the bed of the truck, I took off my top and bra. Leaving them lay where I dropped them. Sammy, said that was hot and will get him even more hard. I had him sit on the tailgate and I bent down to suck.