The beer was cold and wet and felt good going down. I’m not really much of a drinker and that included beer. However, he was pleasant and attentive.... We just sat next to each other and talked. After awhile I was relaxed and asked him about how he was dealing with his wife gone… He wasn’t he said. He missed her, was lonely and had needs. I smiled and told him that we all have needs. He gulped and managed to say that his seemed worse after getting used to being with a woman for over five years. I. Her fingers would play a nice little dance for a while, but eventually she knew she needed something more. So she would bring out a vibrator she had stolen from her mother’s room. For a while after she had taken it, she had had no idea of what to do with it. But after a few sessions on the bed, she found that perfect spot on her clit that would bring her over the edge. And so, stripped now down to her birthday suit, she could finally bring herself to orgasm. On her hands and knees, she would. I knew my computer output a lot of heat into the room when I used it, so I had to let it air out a bit from time to time, running a box fan in the doorway to circulate some air. I headed downstairs and made a quick sandwich, and ate it, sitting in the living room, the cool air on my skin as I did. I took my plate back into the kitchen and looked out the back window, seeing Will's pool next door. It triggered something in my mind, thinking that maybe I would go change and take a swim. It was a. Back in those days hitchhiking wasn’t considered dangerous and the highways were always lined with broke students with thumbs out eager to get a ride somewhere at no expense.Dad dropped me off on the highway at 10 am. It took just thirty minutes before a middle aged lady with two teenage kids pulled up and offered me a lift. She lived in a neighbouring city just an hour away from home so I was glad to be on my way. She was a lovely friendly woman and her kids were heaps of fun. The two hour.