Better really, because a sixteen year old girl can be pretty dam cute, even stunningly beautiful. But a twenty-two year old woman can be sexy in a way... that a teenage girl just can’t. I shrugged, ‘I don’t know, and right now that’s kind of the point.’ Abby sipped her cocktail through a straw. ‘I’m going to travel,’ she announced. Beth and I looked at her with raised eyebrows. She set her drink down on the table we were sitting around, ‘Yeah, Europe probably. Maybe China and Korea.’ I raised. I could smell her arousal with her standing so close and I just wanted to bury my head in her pussy and lick her out."Is that a gun in there or are you just pleased to see?" She asked putting a finger to her lips.As I lay there nude under the under the duvet was all I could do not to cum right there and then so I lifted the duvet and grabbed her around her buttocks and pulled her into bed beside me. As soon as the duvet was pulled over her I could feel her hand snaking down my body and only. “I put in applications at jobs I’d be happy to get at other places around the country.”“Colorado too?” he asked.“No,” I said with a shake of my head. “None in Miami either.”He nodded in understanding. “I hope you get something you love around here,” he said sympathetically.It was a week later when the company started cutting back on hours. My boss gave me the news and shrugged apologetically. “Not my decision,” he reminded me.“I know,” I told him. “I’ll print out my resignation and start. By the fourth day, I was able to do a bit more than crawl to the bathroom when it was time to worship the porcelain god. In the afternoon, I was sitting on the side of the bed sipping some water carefully, when I noticed Greg standing by the door. I remembered that I should have been angry at him, but I felt so weak and empty that there was no point. Right now, a small girl from kindergarten could have beaten me. Hell, anyone who could walk or crawl could have beaten me.“Okay, Will, do you.