With my kids grown and on their own, I'd never felt so alone.When I was in North Carolina I met a young woman. Sarah was a waitress at a restaurant I ...liked. She was young, cute and quite the flirt. She often asked me to take her with me on my trips. I figured she was joking around but one day she sat down and told me she was serious; she wanted to move far away and start over.She told me things about her past how she was on her own at sixteen. Her parents had kicked her out when she got. " She hesitated before continuing, "It was different and it was enjoyable, but it wasn't anything like what I feel with you, or my husband." I thought she was going to kiss me, but then students started filing in and I smiled and left her to teach her last class. The way she said it got me thinking as I walked to my last class. It sounded as if she was developing feelings for me and that was the last thing I wanted. She was beautiful and intelligent and a sexual dynamo, but as much as I was. .. If you like that, slip your tongue between my lips.”“Ooooohhh ... mmmmm ... YES! Kiss me, Jerry!”The more we kissed the more she pushed back against my cock. “I’m going to fuck you, Jerry. My pussy already loves your cock and I want all of you inside me.”“Just be careful and keep pushing back as you fuck your sexy ass up and down. That’s the way - now kiss me again and fuck your hot little pussy down over my cock, and we’ll try to make your first time good for you.”“It’s already good, and. He spoke with a number of the people at these numerous helicopter operations telling them of the information he had and why he was trying to contact Lennie. No one could offer any information as to where Steve could find Lennie.At the last listing he talked to a young pilot who didn’t know of a Lennie but he suggested to Steve that he try to talk to Cal Rimari who was a retired helicopter mechanic. He said that Cal knew everyone and that he could usually be found at Beachside which was a tavern.