Eventually her bus stopped, along with the others. Kennedy debated the better course. See Harriet first or make her phone call?Fortunately, Harriet wa... waving at her and then running towards her. "Isn't this fun?"Kennedy smiled. "Well, I've had more fun. The girl I'm sitting next to on the bus doesn't want to have any fun at all. She wishes she didn't have to come."Harriet laughed. "If I had to do this every week of the year, I might agree with her. But for two weeks a year, it's good to get. There was even one female goaltender that he had to concede was quicker on her feet than his own slightly erratic gait.It was hard for him to admit that he was feeling his true age at seventy winters and had slowed down both physically and mentally to a state of passive existence seldom putting his muscles or his brain cells into any stressful situation simply as a matter of survival. The doctors had told him almost five years ago that he would probably die of a heart attack before he succumbed. To his credit, he chose to hire, as a matter of preference, minorities and other people who might find it hard to get a good job. As a retired military man, dad ran the business in a tough, but family-like atmosphere. I grew up working there along with some Hispanic men who were almost like brothers to me. One of these guys was “Chalie.” Chalie’s real name was Carlos Garcia. He was a real lady killer and although he was married and had k**s, his wife was always getting mad at him and. ..yes why who are you''the small boy opening his coatwearing a very cute pink one piece body suit in lace, walking in James closing the door his eyes not quitting the little boyudressing revealing the little pink body suit with jartele and stockings''hi , iam cindy , can i call you daddy?''getting on her knees hands on james hard cock in his sweat pants her little pink glittering mouth kissing his cockfalling down on the couch legs spread holding the cute sissy face with way too cocksucking.