"Oh to be a seat belt..." I musedto myself. I put the car in gear and drove off, trying to think ofsomething... anything to talk about."I spoke to Nic...k last night..." I waited to see her response."Yeah, I know," she responded while looking out the window.I shot her a quick glance. "You know?" She seemed surprised by myvoice."Know what?" You knew that I was talking to Nick?" Uh... oh that, I was online too," she replied, then turned to againlook out the window.I tried to remember seeing any. Now me, I've managed to avoid marriage. At 40, I'm the neighborhood's confirmed bachelor, and the local eligible gals have long since given up on me. I hardly even go out on dates any more. Everyone suspects there's something wrong with me. Maybe there is.You see, I've found a substitute for women. For real-life women, that is. I dream.As a horny and frustrated adolescent I had begun fantasizing about what it might be like to make it with some of those unattainable cheerleaders, the cute ones. This time i will not pretend that i am asleep.” the look in his eyes changed to utter astonishment. As i spoke, i slowly began opening the front buttons of my blouse. My breasts had been exposed by the time i completed the sentence. I then stepped forward so that i was now directly in front of him. His head was about the level of my chest. I took my left breast in my hand and bent forward a little. With my other hand i lifted his chin and offered a nipple to his mouth. “isn’t this what you. They were teasing them really. The ladies settled, the waitress brought a little tray of cakes. One or two of the sensible ladies left. They could see there was something didn’t add up I guess. The waitress walked over to see if they wanted anything else.“Yeah” said Tell “You can suck me off with that sweet little mouth of yours” The temperature dropped in the cafe like an ice bucket. No-one spoke. Then one of the matrons said:“Young man, there is no need for such talk. Mandy is a good.