Kris tutted as Helen reached to finish herself off. He slowed his frenetic pace but kept slowly rocking in and out as Susan’s thrashing and screamin... diminished to shudders and moans. He pulled out finally and relaxed his grip allowing her to quickly sink to her knees, her face sliding down the duvet to rest at the end of the bed. He stood over her, unbuttoning his shirt as he faced Helen, his manhood pointing straight out and proud under the tight latex sheath, Helen glanced at it before. "Really?" said Roger, unable to process the information because it was so unexpected."I think that's why I'm attracted to you," she moaned. "You remind me of him." Really?" He was still having trouble adjusting to the fact that they were suddenly talking about something that was obviously very important to her."I'm perverted," she said, putting her face into her hands.Roger looked at the woman he was so interested in. He hadn't had time to adjust to her startling statement, and couldn't think. We don't exist to you. It's like you're dead inside. I don't think there's a single unmarried woman on this base that you know is alive. You flirt outrageously with all the married women because they're safe, they're spoken for. But to all of us single females you're polite, you're courteous and you ignore us. Us as people. Us as individuals who could share things with you. You're frustrating as hell!" You're wrong. There's one. She has a deep husky voice that made me come back from the dead. She was ready at the door, greeted me with a friendly kiss, but didn't invite me in. As I said, the old man made a decent settlement with Mom and gives her enough alimony that I could afford a nice restaurant. Here in town it's the Colony Grill, "where the elite meet to eat", and I was known to bring in a nice piece of ass from time to time. Although I'm not yet twenty one, they bend the rules for regular customers, and we had some nice wine with dinner. I had just the right amount of buzz on.