I wondered if AFLAC would provide for me if I paid into them, but they turned out to be fair-weather friends-- their pre-existing condition riders wou...ld screw me.Since I had worked for an academically involved business I had a semi-pension from IMRF (Illinois Municipal Retirement Fund) good for a few hundred a month disability. I'm only 52 so the government was really shitty about paying for anything else.I wanted to move out of the area because (a) It was too damned cold around Chicago to guts. Sonya threw her arms around my neck and hugged me tight."I love you so much," she said.We held each other for a while then got up and had breakfast.For the next few days I was feeling much better. It felt like Sonya and I had turned a corner and that we might be okay after all. On Thursday evening things changed again. When I got home from work that night Sonya was upstairs taking a shower. As I walked through the kitchen I noticed the message light on her cell phone blinking. I picked her. I'll come tell you what happens on my date tonight when I get home if you do," Kelly promised."You will?" John asked, surprised that that interested him."Yes, I promise," Kelly said eagerly, sensing his weakness. "I'll tell you everything in detail." Even if you...." Especially if I fuck him," Kelly promised, leaning forward and letting her hands rest on his legs."You'll tell me everything?" John asked, scrambling to his feet to avoid Kelly's hot hands on his legs."I promise. Everything," Kelly. I moved around so as not to appear suspicious. I went into the gymn and watched the men work out. Sometimes I make eye contact with one and we'd rendevous into a toilet stall. The handicap stall was the prefered location because of its spacious accomodations. I loved sucking a big cock while fondling a heafty pair of balls. It was like working the gear shift of a beautiful sports car. But up until that point I was still anally virginal. I fantasized about getting fucked up the ass. At home I.