I hate routine sex and tried too many times to made involved her in my desires, but never find a good ending.Another side of my life is that I've been...reached to be in charge of many persons in different works, even in military service, making me growing like a leader.I don't pretend to say that I'm the perfect "dictator". Nothing as far as. But I feel comfortable taking desitions. After a time, I decided to split from her. It was a hard desition but I must do it.During a time living alone,. “So, tell me, Will;” she started, “how’s college life? Still full of partying, sports life and cramming for exams?”I smiled as I sipped my martini, amazed at how good it tasted, considering it was pretty much straight alcohol, “Na, it’s pretty much just books and cramming and studying. Learning to be a vet, you can’t just horse around. Not much partying. The ones I have gone to are fun, but I never really felt comfortable at them. I’ve never really been the partying type, Mrs.. When they pulled up to the party Natalie and her friends came put to greet them teasing them about there routine they had put on just hours before. As they entered the house Natalie pulled punk away into one of the upstairs bedrooms and started stripping, "I hope this is okay Punk, I just really need this, really need you." she was totally naked when she looked at punk expecting him to be done already. He took off his boots an his pants then hung his cut on a chair, and jumped on the bed. He. .. yes that's me," she said. She took in the rest of the man who had just spoken. Good Lord, she thought, he looks like a soap opera star. Bret Harrington was tall, thirtyish and gorgeous. He had full, dark hair, a square jaw and dimples. His lean frame was dressed in khakis, a denim shirt, navy blazer and a pair of expensive looking loafers. As they shook hands, his eyes wandered down to her chest.Caught you looking, thought Nancy. "My dad couldn't make it," she said as they walked their way.