I am forty-five years old and I can’t get enough sex. It started when I was sixteen; I would masturbate several times a day.  One Saturday I decided to go hang out at the mall. I was bored and there was nothing to do. I walked around for some time and then decided to get something to eat. I went to the food court and grabbed some pizza. As I sat there eating, I noticed that a man kept staring at me. He was dressed very ni...