“Ouch” Laura yelled.“Sorry, please Laura come to my house I’ll clean you up and make sure you don’t get an infection. Oh and my momma will c...ook us a great meal I was supposed to meet a friends but she was not there.”Laura was thinking about is class she had to go but at the same time it’s true she could have an infection and she was still a bit dizzy. Latesha looked like 30 maybe 35… she had a pretty face but at this age still with her mom. It was surprising for Laura but this suburban was. It’s wonderful. Don’t stop I think to myself. Harder and faster, please. I feel drops coming from the air like water, I look up at him and he tells me I am squirting. I had heard of this, but I had never experienced it before. It was everywhere and it wasn’t stopping. I couldn’t stop it. Then he slows for a moment and places his hand around my neck and begins to choke me. The feeling of his hand around my neck took me to a place I had never been before. It felt so good to feel his. It gave me a taste for vacation sex and that is how I began to look forward to those two weeks every year when Ron and I would go abroad, he to play golf, and I to play with other men. We always stayed at the same resort and so I avoided locals, looking exclusively for fellow holiday-makers. They came from Europe mostly and I’ve had Germans, Danes and Irishmen along with a sprinkling of fellow Brits. Every encounter with another man is followed by renewed interest from my husband and I assume. Remembered how it winded its way through the forest that bordered the now barren fields surrounding Old Man Garth’s—now abandoned—dilapidated farmhouse. From what I’d been told, the place was built in the seventeen hundreds, and even though the original buildings had been torn down and rebuilt long ago, the laneways were the same old ones that had started as wagon wheel ruts. It would be a pretty sight if everything wasn’t overcast and drenched.As I slowly drove up the drive, I looked at the.