No, ONE voice, raised. There was a bloke now. Woman’s husband? Child’s father? One or the other would put him officially in the ‘lucky bastard�... category. Both would be more than any man deserved. Obvious to me but clearly not to him, as it is his voice that has caught my attention. As effortlessly elegant as the woman is my new dark, tanned, unbleached linen suited, strong-featured, quintessentially Gallic, slightly jowly, five o’clock shadowed, croc shoed, watch strapped and belted, Serge. A gasped moan escaped her lips at the strength he showed to protect her. “You want this ass? Take it! Fill it for me!” “You know I do. Let me have it,” he whispered roughly in her ear. He released his grip enough to let her slide off his length, but not far enough to put a gap between them. Their bodies held fast together from shoulder to waist except for a brief rolling in his hips to allow his length to move back to between her cheeks again, this time pressing gently against the hole. . I put the sandwich down. I went back to the sex fantasy site. This time I did not log on. 'Welcome' the screen read. One of the buttons said 'Join Now'. So I did. Again. I created a new screen name, 'SilkPanties22'. I started to fill out the profile. Hmmm... Sex, 'female, 22 years of age'. Orientation, 'decline to answer'. That should keep them guessing. Kind of like saying you're not straight without really saying it. Real location, 'in your bedroom',Of course. I was getting so excited I was. He was a scared kid, running away from a very scary situation that he couldn't cope with at fifteen. I am not that kid anymore, Mom, and I haven't been for a long time."Now, I want you to know that I am not mad at you for what you did; I now understand why and what really happened. I want you in my life, just like I want DJ and Becky in my life too, but I can never be Jason again. It's been too long now, and I really like this new me. I'm going to start college in a couple of weeks and maybe.