Viagra made it possible. After that experience, I gave up on sex, determined to live without it, but fate was kind to me one day as I was dumping the garbage I hauled from the ranch. As a steward of the land I forbid a dump on my property. Many ranchers simply dig a pit, dump their garbage, burn it when it becomes full, and repeat the cycle over and over again. Not me.
An experience related to me by one of my male 'acquaintances'. The names and places have been changed to protect the wicked and guilty. And of course I have taken some artistic liberties in relating the experience to accommodate my own story-telling style. My best friend's father had died that week and we rushed back from college to attend the funeral. I knew his family well, and we were all very sad at the passing of Tony. Despite Vincent's mother wearing a heavy black veil her grief and tears were evident. Too young for a man to die, only in his early 50's.
I just moved to Canada when this happened. I was 19 years old and they put me with a host family for the first 2 weeks until I found a place of my own. When I first moved in with the host family, I appreciated how beautiful Canadian women are. This lady is married to a guy twice my size and had two kids.
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