Word spread and the bar became a local gathering place for area swingers. But I also found out that, informally, some members of the Swinging Communit...y were coming into the bar on Wednesday nights to socialize. I started to drop in on Wednesdays, and over a couple of weeks I struck up conversations with some of the people there. I made it a point to be easy going and relaxed. As a result, they became more welcoming and friendly towards me. One couple in particular seemed to like me. I will call. Despite all that suffering, she’d been the one to bridge the years and renew our contact. And, even now, she said she liked hearing from me. Amazing! I shook my head and thought, yet again, about the remarkable love I had spurned. It was all so tormenting. I couldn’t help but wonder what might have been. How different would our lives have been? Hang on, Richard, here you go again. Don’t feel sorry for yourself – think about Gaynor. Think about what you did to her, not what you foolishly brought. Meine kapde change kiya or so gya next morning jab utha to 9:30 am ho rahe the.Mein dining room mein gaya annu or ritu vaha breakfast kar rahe the meine bhi unko join kiya or breakfast karne laga humare bich mein yuhi casual baatein chal rahi thi. Ritu ne kaha ki aaj usko din mein bahar jaana hai usko kuch important kaam hai or usko 3 se 4 ghante lagenge to utni der hum dono ko ghar par akele rhena padega. Mein bhot khush tha ki ab hum dono ko 3 se 4 ghante koi disturb karne vala nahi hoga jab. "Don't stop. Don't stop."And when his cock did get soft and popped out, I stood up beside the sofa. Everything was running down my legs. I ran to the bathroom for a wash cloth, and suddenly started bawling.I guess Connor heard me because he came up behind me - I'd left the door open - and held my naked sinning self. "I'm so sorry," he quietly said into my ear."It's OK. We're both adults," I said between sobs. "Just, just, I never did anything ... sob ...," and fearful of a lonely night of.