We had a pool in our yard and I saw her in swimwear a lot. Her red hair fell to her shoulders until after she was widowed, when she bobbed it short so...it curled around her ears. I thought she looked better with it short. She never dared to wear a bikini but her one-piece suits always fit her well and gave me a lot to think about.Yes, I thought she was a good looking woman, even when I was ten or eleven, when I started masturbating. From then on, she figured in many of my stroke fantasies,. ”“Yeah show us your tits, girl.” Chorused the gang.Two of the boys jumped into the sea and began to swim toward the raft. Angie picked up the little plastic paddle and started to push it through the water, putting distance between her and the shore. Soon the swimming boys gave up the chase and Angie on her toy raft was out at sea. The little paddle was no match for the wind and the currents and Angie was at the mercy of nature’s peccadilloes.The change in direction of travel started slowly,. I get everyone’s attention I tell them that it’s time for tonight’s actives. The doors open on the patio I have setup BDSM equipment around the pool and the hot tub along with my dungeon. I go to Rob and ask if Daisy is ready he tells me that he has her in an upstairs room waiting and the doctor has been putting cream on her to make her snap back along with giving her more fruit to eat and he has her doing Kegel exercises and she hasn’t had sex for a week I tell him thanks I also asked why he. Onceshe'd done it the first time, her Mom had put her on the pill, and soshe felt like it was okay to do it anytime she wanted. At the sametime, she'd decided that sex wasn't so great by itself that she'd do itwith anyone, and so she'd slowed down."I broke up with Brandon because he was more interested in sex than hewas in me," I said, and the subject was closed, as always."So," she said, changing direction a little, "Do you really think thatthe guys in school think you're a slut?"I explained.