We hadn't made love for a couple of days which was a long time for us. I was glad that she had the opportunity to, "let her hair down," as she put it.... I had done my duty.I couldn't find her and couldn't imagine where she could be. I looked everywhere. I saw her friend Pam and inquired if she had seen Kelly. Pam looked a little nervous and told me that she had seen Kelly dancing with Jim about fifteen minutes ago. I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up. The uneasy feeling that had been. The cinema has a dozen heads dotted around, and each head occasionaly looks left and right, not in unison but just enough to ensure their own act of self debasement, is private, after all everyone else is doing it. God how would they all feel if they knew a female was sitting amonst them witnessing their fisting of their meat, in a fuckless waist of energy and shooting their seed onto dry ground, look around one more time, here I sit, warm, moist, and ready to receive. Occasionally one stands. "Oh, good girl, that's my girl. Make me hard for you. I want to fuck you, darling," you moan into my ear, pulling my lobe into your mouth, fingers busy still, rolling my fat nipple between them, pulling it, tweaking it. It's not sore, not quite, a pleasurable pain, a sweet ache.I wrap my fingers around your fat shaft and I smile, feeling it becoming firmer as I pull your foreskin back and forth, faster, tighter. God, I fucking love your cock. I mean I really fucking love your cock. I turn to. Yes I am still at the same address”, she answered in a rather hurried way. “Well I could be at your place in about twenty minutes”, he said. “Thank you Rick”, she said and the conversation ended.How she had lived in the past months he didn’t know but her appearance did take him back, she was shabby. The skirt she wore clashed with the tee-shirt blouse she wore and the cardigan was frayed and was very much conveying that its use has reached the throw away stage; he didn’t comment but what did.