She smiled as she watched him sleep,naked,she felt like grabbing his cock and waking him,but what she had planned was going to be much more fun for he...,although she wanted herself to have fun also.She pulled on her jeans and white blouse,her runners and grabbed her keys,she pulled on her thick,warm winter coat and very silently left the house. She checked the time on her phone as she walked to the end of the street,he would wake with the alarm she had set in forty minutes,that should give her. Hole, we’re in Camden. What the hell do you mean we aren’t near him?” Gunther roared into the phone. There was silence for a short time.“Well, if you’re in Camden, then he’s moved again. It must have been while you were on the road,” Chip told him in a sullen voice.“Yeah, while you were asleep and not watching the screen, you turkey,” Gunther shouted back at him.“Where the hell is he then?” Gunther demanded next in a somewhat calmer voice.“Wait a minute, I need to put the map overlay on the. "Let's get going." I try not to let her laughter and general countenance distract me as I very slowly take the entrance to the next street."It's the one on the end with the porchlight," she murmurs, straightening her hat slightly and tightening her scarf. "You wouldn't want to come in for a coffee or something? It's probably stupid to ask, considering the weather." She shakes her head at herself. My hesitation is due more to surprise than anything else. I watch her carefully as she prepares to. I watched until he was still then found the strength to move again. Quickly I darted into the kitchen not knowing what to do. I was caught. Busted. Why bother running. I stood in the kitchen hard as a rock and waited. With in a few minutes Roger stepped from the bedroom and left the home. A booty call? Even matures have booty calls.A second later my grandmother came into the kitchen in her robe. She was pissed I could tell and she immediatly began yelling at me. I'll spare you most of the drama.