‘I am going to take a shower,’ he said. I lay there drained. I watched him back away with his member still hard and erect against his belly. I saw...a new gleam in his eyes before he turned away and walked out of the room with a new spring in his step. And then I remembered that he had not let himself ejaculate: not last night or this morning. Suddenly, he looked years younger, even though the streaks of grey were still there in his strawberry blonde hair. Something very different was going on.. She hugged us both tight, expressing her gratitude that we were home with her.Aunt Steph told us she went to the cemetery to see her brother and sister-in-law’s grave. She said she felt a great relief after her visit. She felt a sense of closure after her “talk” with them.Aunt Steph led us to the living room to find out she had company over. It was Det. Larson. It turns out he and Aunt Steph dated when they were younger. He also knew dad and he helped Aunt Steph, so he was a good guy for her.. My heart raced as I waited for her phone call. My mind was clouded with questions about our relationship however. For instance, I feared people's reactions if they found out I was in a lesbian relationship. I didn't know if my friends or family would be accepting of me. It was very possible my parents would freak out over it. I really admired Miss Morgan for being so cool and open about her sexuality. Besides that, I wondered if she loved me as much as I loved her. Our relationship was mostly. "I'd like that but not here in the street," he laughed."We could go to your place?" she asked shyly."We could," he said with a big grin spread over his handsome face."Hi mum," shouted Terry as they entered the kitchen. "It's just Alice and me, we'll be up in my room." Right oh," shouted Terry's mum from the lounge.Terry was happy to see that his room was reasonable tidy for a change."Nice room," observed Alice who took her coat off and sat down on his bed."Thanks," replied Terry who sat down.