More of this "unreality" shit (awareness displacement, one or the other Dr. Dixons had named it) that had been bugging him ever since he'd started hav...ing that damn dream.1953 was going to be a good year. Dana just knew it. And, not just because she was a newlywed, either. Eisenhower (We like Ike) was the country's new president and, by golly, he'd get the boys home from that never-ending war in Korea and keep the Russians from blowing us up with their A-bombs. The economy was good, so good that. Sheri caught me checking out Trish’s ass. She leaned over, slid her hand up my leg and grabbed my cock through my pants. “She does have an amazing ass, doesn’t she?” she whispered in my ear. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the tight grasp she had around me. She let go and quickly moved her hand away, which signaled to me that Trish was moving again. “You guys up for a pizza?” Trish asked. “On me…” We agreed, I grabbed my keys, and we headed out the door. We all went to a small shopping center near. It was usually quiet through here. He undid the zip on his trousers and pulled his cock out. It was still quite hard and he began to stroke it as he started walking again. This excited him – being outside knowing that he might be seen. The thought of being caught scared him, but at the same time was incredibly arousing. He wished there was an older person who felt the same about being naked and enjoying sex. He fantasized about friends’ mums and even his aunt, about cousins and anyone who would. " Of course I don't," She said. " It's my job to get the answers that aren't offered easily. You don't talk about your wife, your clients, not to mention the time you've spent womanizing. When you're not selling multi-million-dollar homes, running your companies and practiccing law. A man in love with his wife doesn't have time to indulge in things like that by himself. What does she think of your womanizing?" That's very astute of you," I said. " I see how that makes you such a good reporter..