But, when he paused to sip his scotch, I told him that he was sexy and awesome. We got fairly tipsy after that and sometimes drew the beautiful barten...der into our conversation. That made me even hornier. As the night went on, the older guy was so charming and nice that I began to think about boat sex and whether I would end up there with him. But it was getting late and I had to go. He insisted on paying my bill. See, what a gentleman!When we walked outside, an Uber was waiting for him. He said. For once I can wear my tightest pants and my most plunging vest without the worry of guys drooling over me. OK, I admit it, I like it one way. I know you go home and wank yourself thinking about our tight little bodies. I know how you fantasize about us, when we’re on the cycling machine. Well yeah, when my pussy is rubbing on the saddle and there’s all that testosterone about - of course I’m going to get wet. We girls, we get all sweaty in the gym. It’s nice to have a hot, steamy shower. He knows about fifty or so. We have had the ‘so how many have you had’ talk that all lovers are prone to now and then. He feels cheap and sleazy with regard to the eleven he has tagged in his tender twenty-six years. I have accumulated two hundred in one single year. 1985. What an amazing year. If it had a pulse, I fucked it. Man, woman, beast. It didn’t matter. If I could have combined the efforts of each one of these species into one huge fuckfest, I would have. I cringe writing these words.. Not many men would put up with that. You must go now and make up. Give him a good fuck and everything will be alright." We need to talk things through. You think I should marry him? Y'know he wants to split you and me up?" Ok, fine, fuck him and then talk. It will be much easier that way, you'll see. As for marry? Hmm, you decide, it's only a party, it won't change a thing. So, he wants to split us up? I thought he liked me?" He does. He's jealous!" Ah, yes, jealousy! You must make him less.