He needs someone to talk to. No, he needs someone else to talk to. If there is one person that might be able to understand him is Cathleen. She has th...at wonderful dog dildo, and she enjoys using it. Maybe she has a secret that no one knows about. He grabs his phone and pulls up her number.Cathleen’s face appears on the screen along with a smile. Her hair is pulled back tight, hanging in a single ponytail. “Oh hi, Alan,” she says cheerfully.“Hello, Cathleen,” he says, smiling back at her. He. Her father smiled at her from across the table.Robert asked, “What movie will we see?”“I thought I’d let you choose,” Marylou said.She didn’t care what they saw. She just didn’t want to be around the house when that woman showed up. Listening to Maggie trash talk her husband with that other man had infuriated her.“Action,” Robert said.“Romance,” Barb countered.Marylou said, “I kind of feel like a romance film.”“Yes,” Barb said feeling like she’d finally won a small victory.“You’re always taking. In the same way, she helped me along, teaching me new things and telling me stories about her older friends. Because of her, I was often the first of my schoolmates to try new things. I tried cigarettes, weed, beer. I was the first to make out with a boy at a movie. I lost my virginity long before the other girls in my class – but thats a story Ill get to later. For now, I want to talk about the best day of my life. As I said, I was 12. Amy was 13, and boy did she act it. She was starting to. Those of you who have been to Lucknow and Saharaganj will know that the washrooms are a little apart from the main mall we have to cross a gully of about 20 meters to reach there.I offered to hold her bag as she went to freshen up herself. Meanwhile I waited in the passage for her to return. I suddenly spotted one lady who was standing in the passage like me. It took me no time to decipher that she must also be waiting for her companion, probably her husband who must have gone for freshening.