Feeling foolish, I sped after them calling their names, ‘SEPTEMBER SNOW! SCRAPPY!’ I hollered, racing down the snowy sidewalk in a wasted effort t... catch them. Running through the snow with a bag of groceries isn’t easy, so I simply dropped it. Perhaps I would return for the burst bag, perhaps I wouldn’t. At the moment, my escapees were nearing the intersection and I was getting worried. Calling after them again, I darted between an older couple out for a walk, brushing the man aside as I. “Sure, I could use a break; a drink would be great.”She walked to her small office fridge, bending at the waist as she pulled bottles to make up two vodka tonics, a welcome relief against my rising heat. I stared lustfully at the perfect firm heart of her ass, pushing against the blue silk of her tight skirt. I furtively adjusted my pants, seeking comfort as my aching erection threatened escape.To my intense disappointment she handed me my drink then sat back down, staring at the screen, a. Ellen told her she hadn't and asked if she had. "A couple of times in the past" Ellen flinched, but did not pull away.Now taking Ellen by the hand, Martha pulled it to her breast and asked softly, "Don't they feel full and heavy, mmmmm, you have such a nice touch, I just knew you'd like them." While Ellen had a full chest, it was nowhere near as large as Martha's, and even though she was initially repulsed at the thought of touching another woman's body, she had to admit that her resolve was. One hand still gently nestled on her hip, he brought up his other hand and gently stroked her cheek and side of her face, all whilst staring deeply and lovingly into her eyes. She felt the warmth from his staring eyes, and as her heart melted, she knew that is was love with which he looked down upon her. He watched her back away from him, and then followed her to in front of the tall upright mirror that was resting in one corner of the room. He walked up behind her and gently cupped her.