My entree was sweet and wet. The main dish was energetic and satisfying. Desert was much the same as the entree but with a bit of added flavor.Before ...we fell asleep, Pat told me she preferred my story to hers and giggled when I told her it would come true one day."Of course it will," Pat said disbelievingly.I spooned Pat and held her breast in my hand, "O ye, of little faith," I whispered.Three weeks later, a work colleague from another branch called in to see me at work on a Wednesday. There was a strong smell of hot metal and burnt oil that added to Phillip's feeling of nausea as he climbed out of the front cockpit. The instructor had already dismounted and was standing at the side of the machine, a shaky grin sketched across his oil-streaked features."Not much to say, save 'well done, ' old fruit."Phillip gave him a tight smile. He swallowed bile, coughed briefly, and turned his attention to the air mechanics, who were hurrying up to drag the stricken Avro off the landing. First off I don't think I have the strength. Hmmm I guess I will have to cheat. I think I have an idea. At lunch I looked for Lori and Keri and told them as much as I would like to make love to 6 girls I felt it would be unfair to them to have to divide myself up that much. How about if I ask my friend Tony to spend the night too. Tony was considered to be a Dreamboat by most of the girls. He had curly black hair, black eyebrows and long eyelashes. He resembled an older actor Tony Curtis. He. I encouraged her to put up with it, reminding her that looking at her and copping a feel was about the only sex life these poor old guys had. Actually, I secretly liked hearing her reports about her encounters at the nursing home. I would get a hard on as she told of old Bill Jensen slipping his hand under her skirt from behind and stroking her panty covered, hairy slit, before she could jerk away. I would rub my cock as she mumbled how 80-year-old Howie had snuck up behind her as she was bent.