" Alan this is Henry Morgan; I have some information for you regarding my missing credit cards. Is there somewhere I can get access to a printer? I wo...ld like to print out the charges on my cards so you can run down locations that the cards were used at and maybe find a common central point to start from." That sounds fantastic; we didn't get that far on that avenue of the investigation yet. I'll drop by and maybe get you hooked to a printer there at the hospital where we can get it printed. When she finally broke the lip-to-lip contact, his protests went to deaf ears.A familiar heat was forming between her legs. She barely even noticed. Freddie was still protesting, but she didn't listen. He tried to stop her, but she was stronger. One hand pinned his chest to the ground, the other was unbuttoning his pants. With some struggle, she managed to pull them to his knees, along with his boxers. With that hindrance removed, she firmly wrapped her hand around his member.Freddie had never. The three boys just smiled and waved. Oh god they were all so gorgeous! Quit looking at them! They're only 18 damnit!They boys headed off to the pool wearing only their long swim trunks and nothing else. I was in the kitchen washing dishes and cleaning up but managing to ogle the boys every chance that I could get. With four young guys in my pool, I felt so excited. Never had I been this excited in a long time. Even though all the boys were sexy as hell, my grandbaby was the most gorgeous one. He stopped briefly at the mirror of her vanity. His hair was still mostly dark, but had a lot more silver in it now. Still, he didn't look his fifty years either. A few extra wrinkles here and there, a semi-crooked nose from his time in the service. He'd never have a flat stomach again, but he didn't have a beer-belly either. All in all, Nick was still a reasonably good-looking guy.Nick pulled his dirty tee shirt over his head, walking towards the clothes hamper. He glanced out their bedroom.