I think I’m gay.” Saying it out loud made it real. Sam always knew for herself, but it had taken me a little time to work it out. I liked guys wel...l enough. It’s just that I liked the way being with Sam and Bee made me feel.“So Mark’s got no hope?” Bethany asked me and I shook my head. “He’s been holding out hope you’d give him another chance. I thought he’d blown it when you and Simon were hugging.”“No, Simon is a great guy, but we both loved Sam. If we started anything, it would end up more. Young, lusty, vigorous, fast recovering males. Maybe I won't miss you being there after all." Make sure they leave enough for me. I'll be ready for you when you get home." I'll just bet you will."She bent and kissed him and then she headed for the school.As she drove she thought about what she had said to Mark. Young, lusty, and vigorous; that pretty much summed up what she thought of the boys in her class. She giggled to herself as she thought about the 'fast recovering' part. She would never. Bulging over an inch clear when normal and therefore causing her all sorts of arousal problems when going about normal duties in life, her clitoris grew another inch or so into a hard prick like protrusion that so heightened her already exalted libido. She had devised a hooded padded box which slotted and fastened into her panties to try and prevent clothing friction start her cunt into juicing. This was only when she was into serious shopping or on official business, when cunt juicing would. My lovely wife, Caroline, was driving home from the grocery store when a drunk driver ran a stop sign, abruptly ending her life. I still haven't gotten over losing her. I can't imagine ever trying to replace her love with another woman, having only dated a few times over the past ten years since her death. Those few dates weren't even my idea, friends and co-workers were constantly trying to set me up, hoping to put an end to my ten year state of depression.Caroline and I were married young,.