Sex With Molly

Sent some emails to old acquaintances. Short emails. To Molly, Laura, Summer, David Bryant, Cliff and Barbara Lamb. I’d love to reunite with Molly. God she looks good in that picture. Last night in my dream I woke up with her legs lying across my hips. I rolled to a sitting position and saw her lying nude on her back, her big breasts very pointy (although Molly does not in really have pointy nipples, though she does have beautifully large areolae). I squeezed and pressed her enormous tits and they were great. A little softer than I remember or prefer, but still sensational. She had stolen to me during the night to be close to me. But now she was reluctant to start fooling around, one of those female changes of heart no man can explain. We can make a good guess, but the women never tell us if we’re right or not — they want to remain mysterious. Also, Molly was uncomfortable to start fucking while my brother Bill was sleeping on the chair nearby. This took place on the green couch back home (the new house), except that the couch had an “L” shape like the one I want to buy from Rich Brothers furniture in Pittsfield.

Molly has failed to reply to emails before. Seems to want no more to do with me. Last time I emailed her was January 2007, and before that February 2005. Hmm, I tend to write her right after the new year. Last email I got from her though was Nov. 2003.

Note added later: Molly and I got together again around 2014, and she was still very fond of me and still very interested in having sex again.