He could see her in Lucys face now and his desire grew even stronger despite his release. Alana could see Robert in his face too now. The way he smile...d, the lines that appeared around his eyes, the thicker eyebrows than the wisps Jack had sported. She smiled at him and stroked his face then climbed onto his lap. He took her waist and felt it narrow to his touch, as slender as Alana had been. He looked up and saw her hair had shortened. Still long compared to Alanas style but now only reaching. The glass was pushed again to my lips and I drank, tasting what tasted like water downed tequila. A voice was saying what was that man? The other voice answered just like a half of a valium I mixed it with water and tequila. I was silently protesting but my mouth wouldn’t open. I drifted back off into my dreamy alcohol induced state. My legs were pulled apart, and again I felt a finger on my pussy lips. I felt my pussy lips being pulled open. A finger was inserted into my sl**py pussy it was. One question I had been dodging for the past three days was that ofsexuality. I loved my dear departed wife and I still liked women, but Ireally seemed to enjoy sex with my best friend. Was I heterosexual, orhomosexual, or both, or neither? Was it even possible to pin a label onit as if it were a can of peas or a bag of chips?I was thinking about that as I drove over to Eddie's place to go andhave a talk with her to possibly patch up our friendship. I got out ofthe car and walked up to the. He did not tell me to leave but he walked me to the door. As he opened the door he said, “I will be here until Sunday afternoon.”I told him that I will see him and left. On my way home I remembered some of the stories I had heard about men meeting in a wooded area not far from my house. It was dusk and I decided to detour through that area.I got to the wooded area and sure enough, the stories seemed to be true, as there were several men there ranging in age from around my age to fairly old..