I told him I wanted to try alcohol and smoking, and he taught me how to drink and smoke. I was not too fond of it in the first sip and the first drag,...but he slowly made me comfortable with it later. That night the drink made us talk personally, and the topic went to sex.He told me his wife could not handle his sexual appetite and divorced him. About his girlfriends and the prostitutes he had. He told me about his 34-year-old daughter and her divorce.Rizwan: She is more like me, he sexual. And the water works started. She had pretty much lost it. A full year of stress, beyond which anyone of her age should be asked to handle, that she was holding in and afraid to unload. Until now. I pulled the truck off the highway into a rest stop. I turned to Erica, still sobbing and held her to me. She wrapped her arms around me and held on for dear life. Erica cried hard for several more minutes and then calmed down. Regaining her composure, we restarted our trip home. "I'm disappointed,. . I need to talk to you... I have a strange confession... I was jealous for the first time in my entire life... when I crawled off of Jack's cock and saw you fucking her..."I stopped and pulled her into my arms. I held her close as we both felt our wet genitals melding together. I kissed her softly and said,"How can I fix it sweetheart? Shall I stop fucking other women?" No Dave... no that isn't it... I know you don't want to stop... I don't want to stop fucking other guys either... it just was. "Going to give her a goodbye kiss?"Anne just looked at her and shook her head. Julia just smiled."Who teaches them to be cheeky?" Anne asked. "Come on you two!"* * *Back home, the story soon got to Helen."You've landed yourself in some trouble then?" she said."I have. Julia and I were kissing when Kelly inadvertantly caught us atit," said Anne, not looking at ease."You kissed her?" said Helen. "And our two didn't see it?" No, but Kelly gave them a good description of what happened by the.