.. I began my favourite fantasy, and as I started to undress her in my mind, I imagined I could smell her perfume... Don’t get me wrong - this was a...l harmless fun - I could never, ever, actually be unfaithful to Julie. After so many years of marriage, though, who doesn’t fantasise that they’re actually making love with someone else, when doing the deed with their long term partner? ... and don’t all blokes fancy the pants off their wife’s sister, anyway?By coincidence, Helen was staying with. I have always pictured myself as a slave/kinky bottom in my mind but never tried it because I chickened out every time I wanted to. I have an unusual level of libido which is a curse as well as a blessing.I was horny as high and wanted to be pounded like a whore. So, I use the gay dating app which I usually use for hookups and change my bio name as “Any hard top?”.Naturally, in a couple of hours, I started getting many pings from guys about stats, place, etc. I couldn’t find any genuine guy, so. Once on the water, she stripped off the shorts and shirt revealing her white crochet bikini that didn’t leave a whole lot to the imagination. I was glad for the sunglasses I had on because they allowed me to stare at her without looking like I was staring. The holes in the material were small but just large enough to see some skin underneath. She put on the life jacket and jumped into the water to take her turn on the tube. We took it easy on her at first by running the boat in a straight line. "I mean, I suppose I know from my viewpoint, but what's yours?" To begin with, the 'immortality' you postulate is an arid one. The mind, or some essence of it, may well survive, but only in utter isolation." Isolation?" she repeated incredulously. "How can you say that? The mind lives on in a community of like minds, some of them with still-living bodies, others not, but all of them in complete rapport with one another. I mean, how is that different than the Christian heaven?" The isolation to.