She might make it here before the pizza,” Leslie said.“Oh, ok, cool,” I replied.We both turned our attention back to our devices and got quiet. ...fter a few minutes Leslie stood up, “I’m gonna straighten up some of this moving mess and was the few dishes we have in the sink,” she said.“You want some help?” I asked."No, I’ll manage. It’s only a few things, I’m just going to wash them by hand,” she replied, leaving the room.It didn’t seem like Leslie had been gone very long when there was a knock. Moe smiles nicely at the salesclerk and tells him that he has an interesting shop, and interesting customers too. The salesclerk asks if we want the dildos. I say that we are not sure which ones might be right for Moe, and ask him if we can try them out first.The salesclerk starts to say No, but Moe has leant back against the counter and lifted her dress up above her waist, with her legs apart exposing her wet pussy. The other men in the shop are all looking now, wondering what will happen. "No, my fault for coming so late without an appointment. I'm Rose," I said extending my hand. He shook my hand firmly.“I know who you are, Rose,” he said.“You know me?” I asked, confused.“Of course, we met several times and you are hard to forget and my mom talks about you a lot,” he answered back."Well that's very nice, I know it's late but Angela sometimes gives me a late night pedicure," I explained."Mom and Dad are having an anniversary dinner tonight. I would be happy to do it if you. We did have something though, we had each other. I realize now that we were fortunate because after-all, it was what got us through. It was about the fourth or fifth year we were married something happened that changed everything for us and it had a profound effect on our sex life. Before I get into that let me take a moment to tell you that Pooja has moved very gracefully into middle age now. She has maintained her sensuous figure and still has long, deep-black hair and beautiful brown eyes.