After adding yet another loss to your streak, you decided it was time to log off and do something else to relax.You grab a towel and head into the bat...hroom to take a shower. As you undress, you catch yourself in the mirror. You smile, seeing that 6 foot tall, dark eyed, brown-haired stud smiling right back. Of course, you are well aware you are actually fairly average looking, but a man can dream, right?As you step into the shower and let the warm water run over your body, you began to. Her breathing got heavier as she enjoyed the drunken attention. My cock was now solid and I opened my robe readying myself for what was to come. I reached down and pulled her panties to one side while with the other hand I guided my stiff glistening cock towards her hairy minge. As the head rubbed up against her lips she moaned again and jerked forward making my cock slide home. I slowly pushed forward and her hands were now on my shoulder pulling me closer. My cock was in as deep as it would. I found an airplane ticket, which showed my arrival the day before the accident with an open flight, my calendar, and on the day of the accident showing, I had a 10 AM appointment with Jerry McKnew of Singer, Jones and Yost.I retrieved my cell phone, which I had not used since the day of the accident, and called information and asked for the phone number of Singer, Jones and Yost. Once I had that, I called and asked to speak with Jerry McKnew. The receptionist asked, "Sir could you please give. "This is a special moment, in a special place. We mustn't do what we've always done. Nature has other ways than these. Express your joy in the way you are doing. But the occasion needs something different. Share your love, man to man, and woman to woman. If you haven't before, now is the perfect place and time."Without any choosing we drifted towards new partners. I found myself in the arms of the slim black girl of the other quartet, Monique. She needed no encouragement. She must have done.