Much as Eric and I had once been. I was surprised to get another email from Eric. “Do you know how much it hurts me to see you walking hand in hand ...with another man?” From then on, my new boyfriend and I avoided areas where we thought Eric might see us. On Nov. 10, 2010, I got a very simple text message from Eric. It said simply “11/10/08.” Had it really been two whole years since the best sex of my life? I was tempted to write back, “Yes, that date is still magical to me, too. I love you and I. She spotted it herself this time and gathered it with her fingers before rubbing it into her gums. She thanked me as I bent down and sniffed my line. I had a buzz on now. I had a sudden burst of energy and so did Jenny. She started to look through my record collection and.i invited her to choose some music. She quickly settled on some Abba and put the record on the turntable. We both started singing along and dancing out of sync with each other. I needed another piss so excused myself for a. I started to squeeze it gently and got an instant rock-hard penis in my pants. I then took my hand off her boob and started to slow rub her skin above the halter-top, teasing the entrance to the top of her halter-top. I slowly started to pull it down and both her boobs popped out. Her dark-brown nipples were already erect and dying for my moist mouth to suck them. And so I did… I leaned over and put nearly her whole left boob into my mouth. I sucked it like she had milk in it. She started to. Suddenly I heard Janet say in a strained voice, “I think you had better leave right now Lance. I don’t feel well at all.” And there was the sound of some desperate moving of chairs and things being knocked over. The phone in Lance’s pocket was clearly being jostled by contact with another body. Then I heard her desperate voice say, “Call 911.”At that point, I didn’t care about flying tree limbs and downed power wires. Come hell or high water I had to get there as fast as I could. As I floored.