He could see her struggling to understand him."I need to get moving. Do you want to come with me?" Bill asked softly.She looked around her as if comin...g out of a fog. Bill could see the effort as she struggled to understand what was happening. Suddenly something flared in her eyes and she screamed, "Mary!"An answering cry of,"Mama," came from the other side of the car.The woman started forward but stopped eyeing me warily.Bill stepped to the side and gesturing toward the car said, "You should go. Making love is calm and orderly, fucking is not, it's disorderly. Messy, wild, out of control, crazy, hot. Fucking.Now, of the two, I generally prefer the latter. You might think that means I'm a slut. Well, I might be, it's hard to judge. I sure love to fuck. And, I most love to fuck Troy.Troy is the sixteen-year old brother of one of my best friends, Lucy.I had discovered sex, which meant, masturbation, when I was nine while taking a bath. I got really clean, really clean.After that, my first. It was like a little hand down in there grabbing your dick. He watched his wife have the most intense orgasm he had ever seen her have with his friend’s cock shoved up in her. Her climax lasted and lasted and finally he could see that Rahul was coming again. Her pussy was certainly full. He was spent and this time they just lay there together, breathing hard. Finally, he pulled out and backed away from his friend’s lovely wife.He gave Raman a big bear hug, and said, “Thank you my very dear. And then to hit a different Target on the way home, just because we can. A promise. Made to a friend. And then as I walked through the mall, I came upon a mall directory. ‘Yes…so…every mall has a directory.’But I looked at it. And thought. Another promise. An A to Z tour of the mall, but in a different perspective. ‘I don’t follow you…’Read on…and you will read my other promise to you. Read on, and let your mind wander to another time, when we may be together in a different place… We are.