With the promise of more silver in his palms tomorrow, I sped off into the night down the dark alleyway and made my way down another set of narrow pat...ways between the main streets until I was a good half mile away from the Silver Fox, and considerably uphill. The real estate gets more rarified the thinner the air is up the hill, and the closer near the Ormscraig you get, the better the private security of the rich becomes. The local vigiles always work in pairs up here and keep an especially. .11 years, yes?" Yes, and I love it, mind you the winters are a bit bleak although I've only been snowed in once. The old lady who used to live here was very pleased when I moved into my place because she could no longer drive so I used to take her Land Rover to do the shopping for both of us. It is far safer than my car on the ice." It's mine now, you can use it whenever you like." Oh that is nice of you, thank you. Is that story of yours really true?" Yes it is, so now you know what I'm like.. ." She purred..."That looks good enough to eat!"That did it, any thought of his grandmother as anything but a still beautiful and sexy woman disappeared from Jack's head. Any guilty feeling he might've had faded as she now ran her fingers along the length of his now bare cock.Leaning forward, Janet tongued the tip of his cock, licking the drop of pre-cum that had formed there. Jack thought he would explode right there and then. He closed his eyes as her tongue ran down the length of his shaft. In between the constant teasing and thinking, he felt as if he were going to start getting white hairs already.And so it was that he got into the habit of walking more – a lot more. That is, not circles around the hamlet, but far from it. At first it would be for a half hour, then an hour, that he would disappear then reappear suddenly in the village. When people started asking him where he had gone to, he just told them he went for a walk. But over time this habit grew, and it got to the point.