.. so that makes it eight years!"The crowd chuckled at our patter."Yes dear, eight wonderful glorious and crazy years!" I said, with the men getting b...ehind me now."Yes, my dear brother—Eight of the most fascinating, exhilarating and tortuous years of my—still young life."The ladies in the audience howled in agreement as I motioned RK to start."But Joanie, you know how much I love you, don't you?"They all went 'Awwwwwww' as we started to sing "Making Love Out of Nothing at All" as the audience. She looks at me and says, “you did amazing honey! That is the farthest I have ever gotten with anyone and you never once got freaked out or starting straining against the restraints…Thank you for that! She gives me a very deep and passionate kiss and then opens her eyes and looks into mine and says, “Will you make love to me?” and bats her eyes and gives me the puffy pushed out lips... I move around and take her in my arms and hug her and run my hands up and down her back all the way to her. They had to be twenty years younger than Nancy, and I bet they were wishing that they were me. It was raining when we left. We started making out in the car with the rain coming down all around us. She crawled on top of me. She wasn’t wearing panties. Her wet pussy was open and available under her skirt. I fingered her as we made out like horny teenagers. I don’t get spontaneous erections, but if I did, we would have fucked right there in the car in the rain. I think that was the night, when. “And how exactly did you find this guy?” he asks.“I didn’t find him, he found me,” Angela says to him as she passes. She gives him a don’t ask look as she reaches for the door.Spencer shrugs, but pushes the question to the back of his mind for another time and follows her in. The shop looks like a junk yard. Shelves line the walls and fill up almost every available inch of floor space and they themselves are filled with junk that Spencer can only guess is the antique part of the store. In the.