You could plainly see the crude prison made tattoo that had been carved on her buttocks: BARE on her left buttock, and BACK on the right side. "Her" t...p was a t-top cut just below the titties, and "she" had a slave bandana tied Aunt Jemima style on her head. She was wearing some sexy red lipstick on her plump blowjob lips. She had beautiful, silky legs - just like a real lady- all the men on cell block C said so! It's hard to believe by looking at her, but just 8 months ago Pinky was a married. Love P Pearson Airport? What the hell is he doing there? I thought. Setting the note down I took of my thong, turned on some music, and got into the shower. I felt great when I came out and was towelling my hair while dancing to the music. I love dancing and was getting right into it when there was a knock and the bathroom door started to open. I really thought it was Peter and opened the door. Standing there was a big blonde haired man I had never seen before. He was about 6 tall and weighed. If you eventually decide that there isn't a place for a husband in your new life, will you still love me?" "Yes, I will, but I don't think I'll ever make that decision." "I'm not as confident about that as you are, and that's why we need a year to figure all of this out." "I want to try, Michael, I really do." "I do too, Jeanne." "I'm willing to compromise." "So am I, but let's not worry about that until we decide it's necessary." "Okay." I pulled up to our motel room door and parked. Grinning. ”“I’m a little older than you, Diane. I need a little time to rest between filling your needs.”“How old are you, David?”“I’ll be forty-six next month.”“Then you’re fifteen years older than me. I hope you don’t mind the age difference.”David got off of the couch and retrieved Diane’s wine glass. “Drink some of this, and I’ll refresh your glass.” As he walked naked to his bar, David said, “I think older men are thrilled to be with a younger woman, because it feeds their ego. A man of any age.