After our session in the lockerrooms at the pool, the Married Guy told me to go home, strip down to my new jockstrap and wait for him to get there. He fucked the shit out of me!!!
This is a story in the Ouroboros Reality universe.
A tall, bald stranger touches the hands of many Hollywood celebrities and leaves an "ouroboros" brand on their skin. They had been mysteriously lured into the same cafe by his power, just so he could do that. Due to the brand, the divas submit to each other and becoming raging nymphomaniacs, with delicious results. Unbeknownst to them, there is a secret, supernatural agenda.
It had been over a year since our divorce and I hadn't seen or heard from her since then. It had been a very painful time for me, the women who I loved above all others, fell in love with another man and had left me.