She wished she could see him.Gramps wandered off to look the scooters over and turned back to see Juli looking all around the room as if she were look...ng for Cali. He saw Cali walking back across the showroom with a young man about her age. He was the same one who came in the drugstore earlier who and Juli had flirted with.“Juli, this is Sal Saldona. His dad owns the business, but he’s out of town. Sal said he’d help us find you a scooter.”“Sal, thanks for offering to help us pick one out.. If only she were more observant... cared more about the kids... thought more about the important things instead of frivolities! God, where was her brain! She had always seemed an intelligent woman before they married... but her wits seemed to have left her the minute she said, "I do"!"Aren't you going to get dressed?" she asked."Yes, damn it!" he growled.He watched tears come to her mascaraed eyes."Well, if you don't want to go, darling, we don't have to. You're the one who said..." I know... I. You can't resist (why would you?) and thrust forward quickly, feeling how soft and warm my cunt is, like a silken glove that fits you perfectly while dozens of ghostly fingers caress your shaft on all sides. You thrust forwards and up and I raise up on tiptoe, my back pressed against the wall, then relax and lower myself down further until you’re buried in me right up to the balls... I begin to gasp "Oh yes, fuck me..." and then we're lost in the sensation.... languid, deep strokes at first but. I was her and these bottles were their hard fat cocks.When I hit my climax it was a floodgate of emotional release. I was the wife in the book, I was Ann here with the boys, and I was in my room with Sister Margaret fucking me with two fat rubber dicks. I was everything all at once. Yet I was nothing, I was standing in an empty room, dressed in my Habit, all alone, no one to hold me, to tell me how nice I felt, how good I was at sex. No one but God was watching me. Seeing me degrading my self,.