Even now, with only memories of him, those intensities were doing battle in her mind. She fed on him with her emotions, making her feel empty most of ...the time. After all, how can one find fulfillment with something that is not there? She pressed her head to the mattress, the silk of the sheet soothing her cheek was a poor substitute for the imprint left behind from last night. She could still smell him there. The scent of his hair on the pillow, the smell of sweat and skin on the sheets, the. I was more of the old Errol Flynn enthusiast. Now that was acting! That was adventure!" Roger finished.Nodding, the president replied, "I can agree with you there. Errol was a swashbuckler, no doubt about it."It was at that time that a knock sounded on the door. A Secret Service man passed through General Colton."Martin, your just in time to watch this movie with us. You only missed 10 minutes of it so far. John Wayne in that classic, Stage Coach." The President said to General Colton."Sorry. She grabbed a tissue, wiped her mouth and ran to the bathroom. 'I don't think she likes a mouthful', he muttered as he fell back onto the pillow. 'I do so if she wants to stay with me she best get used to it'.He was right, Sue didn't like a mouthful but as she washed out her mouth knew that if she wanted this relationship to continue she best get used to it for every time she sucked him and he liked being sucked, she was going to get a load in the mouth. 'I wish he would be content in fucking. Abe seemed to sense this and kissed and caressed me. He showed me that he had a tender side as well. Ten minutes or so later he showed me his wild side again as he turned me over onto my tummy. After placing a pillow under my hips he climbed on top of me and with his legs either side of mine, proceeded to fuck me. I had never been fucked in this position before. After he left I knew that there was no going back. I loved Tim, he was my life, but I also now knew that I needed Abe as well. We had.