The old man moved to the edge of his chair to get a better look at us standing there and I noticed he was getting aroused, he reached out and started ...o run his hands down his granddaughters chest down to her waist, she looked at me and smiled, “Don’t worry, it’s just his bit of fun, he forgets easily” she sighed softly as his hands lowered to her shorts and in between her legs, she didn’t flinch however I was starting to get a boner and I think Kay saw it.He then did the same to me, running. Why you got a date?" he asked."No date, but before we leave would you help me unload a bike from the truck?" I had checked before I entered the office. The trike was still under the plastic tarp in the rear of the truck."Sure, I'll give you a hand with it. After that we can stop at the diner at the cross roads for breakfast. You can buy, since I am helping you out here." Come on Hugo, unloading that trike is two minutes and very little work. I mostly need you to guide it to the ground," I. Ginger would end up with Joe and, most often, Raven.Joe on the other hand never settled down. Girlfriends would continue on for years, like Maria and Alejandra. His wives grew in number as well. Consuela. Katrina. Who ended up divorcing José. And ended up petitioning and getting American citizenship without resorting to marriage. There’d be much briefer affairs like with Cassandra, his publisher, which lasted a few months, and they got together no more than once a week before she met another. Half of her wanted to tell him to stop but the other half was prickling with curiosity. Besides, his cock already seemed to be getting hard and she didn’t like the idea of saying no to him.He released her and she turned around instinctively, hands pressed against the tile wall. The water rained down steadily, steam curling. She heard him flip the cap of some bottle, shampoo maybe and then he was shifting her legs wider and smearing whatever it was over the tight, resistant bud of her asshole..