‘ she spluttered. The bartender didn’t reply, but looked at her patiently. She tried again. ‘You see, I’m, uh, looking for a gentleman. A gent...leman-a man-that I think was just in here a little while ago.’ ‘And what does this man look like?’ ‘Well, he’s got a medium build and dark hair. And he wears a hat.’ ‘A hat. What kind of hat?’ ‘Uh, well, let’s see. I just caught a glimpse of it when it blew off his head. I think you’ld call it a cap, like a driver’s cap. It was dark, maybe gray, or maybe. Diana hadn’t been fuckedor had her pussy touched in about 3 months. Well maybea little grinding or groping at a club. I had startedtalking dirty to her without touching her. Asking ifshe was horny, if she’d like a cock in her. She wouldlay back and fantasize as I talked to her, like phonesex, sometimes I even got her moving like she was beingfucked just by describing sex.Diana was primed. I invited over a mutual friend Zach,who Diana had dated for a very short time and told himwhat. .. I’m in bed alone. For once. Mr. Espresso let me sleep in a bit and took the little one outside. The temptation to go back to sleep grows. I’m free for a bit. But I’m not enjoying it just yet. I suddenly feel guilty and stressed, and just - overwhelmed with this thing we called life. Okay, I need a pick-me-up. I need to wake up, clear my head, get the juices flowing...Yeah….I smile to myself. I know exactly what I’m going to do. My right hand snakes it’s way down my body, to my panties. The. " I just couldn't get her out of my mind. Janet eventually said "Maybe one day, maybe one day..." I wanted that day to be now! But at least she seemed to be getting used to the idea. Then one day, Janet and I were out hiking through the woods. We got as far as the bridge, and sat on it, looking into the water. I asked her for sex again, of course, and she laughed, wrapped her arm around my neck and said "Mike, I adore you, you know that. Of course.