Recently had a death in my family - the closest person to me. For the first time in years, I really need a woman, just to hold. I called the first woman I had sex with. We had sex of and off for 15 years, but she's a cold bitch, so of course she wouldn't come over. We talked on the phone, and of course she asks me about my money! (so I ended the call/relationship). Of course she has a history of being cruel and selfish, but she's so pretty and she has big tits that I want to squeeze. I didn't find out until last time that it didn't hurt her for me to squeeze em, and of course I'm kicking myself for all those lost years. But weeks later (present day), I notice going on one of those cam-to-cam sites, looking for a woman. Any woman. A conversation, or one obliging woman who had her top off and allowed me to finish. But, I'm not leaving my house. Maybe I saw too many old movies on TCM, and daydream about a woman "rescuing" me. At this point, I'd (maybe) be satisfied with pure fantasy. Omegle is horrible, though, and I don't think I'd bother. I would never pay for an escort -- so uncomfortable with a stranger. I like to get to know someone first, have nice feelings toward each other, smiles, music (and other) similarities. But I really think I'm in a fantasy land... Real life tells me everyone is out for themselves, which is why I'm alone. There's nothing to siphon from me, except sadness.
