She couldn't possibly be so... so lonely... Then occurred to me, she never talked about having a boyfriend. She never talked about going out on dates.... I searched my mind. In fact all through high school she only dated once or twice. Maybe she is that lonely. Windsor Heights is a small town. Maybe there just aren't enough good men to go around.Well what ever the truth is she and I had better have a serious talk. Still I could not help but fantasize how it would be to make love to Katie. She was. . no animals.At the carpark the few people still in attendance were unloading or loading, spreading rumors, or looking in the back of trucks to see what could be stolen. The 6 bags were piled by the tailgate. They were close to 45 kilos each ... more or less ... but untouched. Still double tied but left alone. We watched one of the sneakers trip over the pile, got up and dusted himself off. He never looked to see what had laid him in the dirt.Jim and I walked to the Trooper, unlocked the back. They shared the house with a married couple who worked in the area.Naomi - my ex - and I weren’t on the best of terms; it was a messy, slow, and painful breakup, not made any easier by the fact that we were still deeply attracted to each other. The relationship was toxic, but the sex was addictive.One day, my ex invited me over to see the place and we immediately wound up in her bedroom. We agreed that we were not getting back together but the sex was too good to stop. It was decided that I. Hell, she might let you, but I don't need to know”. They talked a minute, then Brett left. Abbey sat up, giggled “did you see me get fucked? He shot his cum like he was taking a piss”! Al walked over, on his knees he hugged her. Her tits dribbled milk on his chest. Al pulled them out and sucked them hard saying “wow! It's real milk”! She replied, “yes it is! It lacks many nutrients, but it's milk Baby”. He dropped and raised her thighs saying, “I still like this “milk” more”! He suckled her.