But it is going to heat up some, over a hundred is the prediction,” I said.“I don’t care; I like the heat,” she said.“Me too, I’m an old d...sert rat from way back when,” I said. “I used to dream about the heat when I was in prison; it was always so cold in there. Part of our punishment, I guess.”“Hmm,” she said.I noticed a small group of young people: a couple of kindergartners or maybe first graders and an older girl. Siblings, I supposed. I had a thought, a random thought.“Marian, see those. Am I a welcomed caller?’ ‘Of course you are Larry,’ Irene said, arriving at the door smiling and neatly combed-up and tidily dressed and fresh lipstick. ‘Please come in, coffee?’ Larry said thanks and removed his hat and boots. ‘I’m the company’s troubleshooter,’ he said, as they shook hands. ‘I must admit I arrived here somewhat apprehensively.’ ‘Why what were you expecting?’ He said disarmingly, ‘A witch.’ They laughed and he suggested she make coffee while he looked at the area under. Her hair had been done, as had her make-up. I took a sharp breath when I saw her, and felt very lucky to be with a girl as lovely as her."It went so well, the photographer was really happy with me!" She was very excitable and spoke non-stop "They said I had really good muscle tone, and that my skin was clear, they asked me to come back for another shoot in three weeks!"I admit, I was far more interested in getting my hands on her than listening to her. I stood up and went to her, I took her in. I open it, so you can see my chest, covered in a fine mat of curly grey hair, matted against a tanned chest which has been created by a regular visit to the gym.Watching your eyes fixed on my chest I open the shirt wider and pull it over my head revealing my upper body, finely honed and tanned from my recent holiday in the Bahamas.Moving back into you, I take your hands, placing them around my neck and lean into you. Your finger and thumb breach down and touch each nipple. You lean in taking.