If I had been the kind of man I should have been, I would have left her many years ago.”“Why didn’t you leave, Grandpa?”“It simply wasn’t ...done, my dear. Women of my generation were taught that it was wicked to enjoy sex and the men of my generation were taught to use prostitutes for sexual relief.”“Why didn’t you do that, Gramps?”“When it began to appear that there was no other choice for me, the AIDS disease cropped up and there were horror stories going around that prevented me from taking a. The music was mostly the modern top 40. I was still a C&W kind of guy but could dance to most anything.Michael was amazing; we had two reserved tables waiting for us. Mike and Audrey made their way immediately to the dance floor. Marie and Stephanie had never been to a club with adults. Lena and Christina had their fake ID's and had ordered drinks. Tamara and I also ordered drinks. Michael and Michelle headed to the dance floor.After ordering, I took Tamara, Marie, and Steph to the dance floor. There was a small line of bladder on her hip that made her so sexy.I could not control and slowly caught her hand and pressed her hips and bladder. She did not react. I could just move my hand between her bladder and hips slowly. I could not muster courage to go beyond that. She herself asked if I could teach her riding a Scooty PEP. She said that she knows to ride but had lost touch. Fuck! I did not have a Scooty PEP. I have a Pulsar. It will be stupid if we offer to teach Pulsar, if she don’t. Bears or my favorite type of men."Now kissing Michael's neck, his sweet, crisp cologne filled my nose. Smells have a way of making me lose myself, and not pay attention to what is going on around me. Vanilla is a smell like that. If I smell a vanilla candle or cooking with vanilla, I kind of vanish in the moment, lost to the smell. Michael's cologne was unfamiliar to me, but it saved me. It helped me through what was to come. Even though I was kissing him, and for the first time I could feel a.