She recognized that the chance of her desire playing out was slim. It was a harsh realization, but a true one. Even, by small miracle, they shared a n...ight of physical passion, it would become nothing. That was the hardest thought of all. Out of everything that she had wanted in her life, the two things she wanted most would probably never come to fruition: his sons. She was aware of the seriousness of her want, how a twenty-year-old should not hope for such things. Yet the thought of taking his. He was a very busy stock trader. He was a man who had little time for relationships but always had time for sex. And the sort of sex he was looking for was exactly what Gary was looking for.Gary was a big guy. He was tall with a big hairy belly. He was very close to bald at this point with a puggish nose and a pair of gold frame glasses. Not exactly a head turner but his wallet more than made up for that. Gary could buy his thrills and knew he could get them regularly. The Milk Bar catered. I took a deep breath and walked out of the bedroom. I was still hesitant, but I went to open the door anyway.I could see it in Peter's eyes as soon as he saw me. He starred. His eyes seemed to almost bulge out of his skull. I noticed them point directly down to my chest."Hi Peter!" I attempted to break his lock on me. "Sorry I kept you waiting, but I was out back doing some spring cleaning. It sure is hot outside." It sure is!" He answered with his eyes still on my chest."I know you have. My second time was with the school slut a yr or so later. She would often get drunk an all the guys would take turns with her. Well this one day some friends and I picked her up and brought her to my friends house. His parents were away so we had a little party. There were 7 or 8 of us. She knew what was going on an she went in one of the bedrooms. We (all us guys) picked numbers to see who'd go first an so on. I was in the middle someplace 4th or 5th. Guys would go in the room an do whatever..