Caitlin wasn't writing anyone very often anymore.I decided that I would give it one more really sincere shot. I began to write her and then scrapped w...hat I had written and began again, repeating this every night for a week before I managed to get the words just right. As I finished, I realized that I was exhausted, mentally and emotionally, and for the first time in many, many months, I actually prayed that my efforts were not wasted.My dearest Caitlin,It seems like forever since I have been. I just wanted to get out and meet some people so I said yes. My friends had rented a cabin and we all had our own room and that was nice. One night, after a long day of enjoying the festival, the others were all ready to go back to the cabin but I wasn't and since the cabin was only a short walk to the side of the town I figured that I'd just head over to the bar and have a couple of drinks and enjoy the night life. I really didn't have in mind what would happen but something in me just knew.. "But I thought it was me who made you crave other men--" I croaked. It was my last grasp at escape, the last sentiment that was completely my own."Like I said earlier," she said, pausing to lick her lips, "I am just a little bit glad you threw your little wrench into my works. I guess I was a bit of a latent slut all along."I was aghast, my insides roiling with alternating arousal and horror."I sure took to it pretty well," she added with an earthy chuckle. "I guess you just got me connected. Most of them had wifes who didn't want to have sex anymore, or didn't like to suck cock.It wasn't long before I found a guy. He sounded like some one I could relate too. So we made a date to get together. He had a place, which his parents owned, but they were gone south for the winter, so we met there.He locked the front door and we went into the front room, where he took his clothes off, he was bare naked and his cock was hard. I went down on my knees and took his cock into my mouth and.