My friend Dave and I just took a sexy drive in the country, one where I was wearing no clothing. I have never been that aroused for awhile.We just dro...e up to my place and I led him by the hand into my house. “Things are about to get a little hotter," I cooed, "now that we are alone.”Dave is his sixties; his hair is brown with flecks of grey. To me age is just a number, as when there is snow on the mountain there is always a fire in the furnace. His tanned face, bold nose, and strong chin are. I had a couple of cocktails while I anxiously awaited her arrival. Well, 6:30 came and went, and there was no 'she.' Had she changed her mind? I ordered another drink and waited until 7:00PM. A couple of minutes before seven, 'she' entered the lounge. Carrying a brief case and still in he business suit. A dark green blouse, black jacket and black matching skirt, and sporting dark green high heels. We ordered cocktails. She told me that she was so excited when she read my reply to her ad, she. It was better during second year as she went the science route and her class mates were geeks and nerds like her.Intelligent and scientific minded but akward and inept when it came to social interaction. The second year was intense studying and she had little time to feel sorry for herself. Of course she could always quit and go home and she had considered it more than once, but in the second year she learned what a Science Officer aboard a vessel would do and what wondrous things might be. I suddenly got worried about the strength of the man I was with. What if I did something to truly anger him? What could/would he do to me? I chose not to dwell on that too much and scampered off to my room. I had two large bins under my bed. One filled with the toys I loved and could handle for the most part. Almost all of those were sitting up front. The second bin was filled with one I didn’t use as much, like my sound or what I called “future challenges,” ones that I hadn’t done yet. Inside.