She was certain that in minutes, his deft tongue would have given her the renewal of her long suppressed sexuality that his admittedly magnificent penis hadn't.
Sally Sue had been exposed to bits and pieces of psychology when in school and well realized that few things are as dangerous as having a little bit of knowledge. But now she wondered if subconsciously she was somehow connecting Stan Oakes with Bob.
There was a slight physical resemblance -both were tall and lean, and although Bob had been dark and Stan was sandy-haired, there was something of the same smoothness about them. Both lived beyond their apparent incomes, and Stan was just about the same age Bob had been when they were courting.
Sally Sue Bennett sadly decided in the dark of night she'd had one trip through hell and didn't intend to buy a ticket for a second.
But the night had finally made her face the fact that she had to have a man.
One to whom she would be precious.
Someone young, perhaps, who hadn't developed bad habits.
The morality of the case was something she would have to appraise when she saw the situation…