A couple of times I thought he actually noticed me checking him out! We will just call him G. He is older now and his hair longer but still curly and ...has a mustache. He now has a hairy chest, I guess he no longer is on a swim team.Now as we were kissing he was pressing into me harder and faster, which I responded in the same manner. We ground like that for a long time. Then he and I entwined our fingers and started stroking out dicks together. He was a slim 9 inch compared to my thicker 8 inch,. He'll never walk without pain again, that's if he ever walks again at all," she declared. "The doctor said only time will tell." Jeez," I said, "I had no idea he was that bad." Yeah, I doubt very much if he'll ever be able to work again."I just shook my head. I supposed I should have felt some remorse but I didn't. My mind quickly flashed back to when I used Vic for batting practice. If there was any remorse at all, it was that I never got to his balls. I guess I should have gone after them. “Perhaps we’re trying too hard.” But how do you try less?We tried on a couple of occasions, booking into a Travel Lodge or Motel, but were met with the same disappointment. For some reason, it just didn’t happen. I suppose there was a bonus; we travelled England, visiting places we would not have otherwise. Gradually, the idea faded into a fantasy that we played out on occasion to enhance our lovemaking.September came and went, melding into October, even melting into each other. The weather. With the coat on, you could stillmake out my boobs and crotch, but just barely. I was more or lesscomplete naked while fully clothed in several layers of pink chiffon andlace. Mistress Helen also had me try on a pair of pink marabou slipperswhile still in the peignoir. When I came out of the fitting room tomodel the set for her, she had a big smile on her face. She said Ilooked lovely and sexy and then had me go change.Once I was changed back into my lingerie and dress, we were off to thefood.