I didn't mind the attention, or their accommodating nature. I dated a few who made no secret of their availability in bed. The best thing about them i... they were experienced, and knew how to please a man. The bad was some are greedy, middle age women with marriage on their mind. I wasn't interested. So, it occurred to me that seeking younger women who didn't know me would work better. However, the pool of younger women seeking older men is limited. In the beginning, I visited Harland's Strip. Her curves, her 32 DDD tits, her huge round ass. She has always been that unattainable fruit that I've always been afraid to initiate anything with her. Even without being blood related, the idea felt so incredibly taboo.Even before she met my stepdad, I could hear when she had gentlemen callers in the middle of the night. I could hear their moans no matter if they were in her bedroom or downstairs. I would watch her change and shower. Every time, I would get so hard that I couldn't help but. Of course I knew well how to handle such treatment. Angel would orchestrate the session with my ‘stamina’ in mind. When she judged I was reasonably desensitized, the girl would be told to mount me in the female superior position and ride me, building up gradually to a climax. The most important thing to remember, Angel had told the girls, was that the object of the exercise was not to excite me, or make me come, but to excite the guy watching the video, the “end-user”. The best way to keep him. I looked back at the picture and realized it was so beautiful. In the background, you could see leaves on the ground as if it was just turning into fall. Ethan walked holding his head down."It was one day after school," he explained.I looked at the title. "Heartbreak."I frowned. "Heartbreak?" I asked.He nodded and looked straight at the picture. "It was the day you told me Gary had asked you to be his girlfriend."I gulped. "Oh." The photographer said she could feel my sadness. It was so bizarre.