Although retired, I am a part time volunteer in a charity shop working and interacting with a lot of nice old ladies, some still being interested in t...ings sexual. This is my story of two such ladies.ElsieShe was exactly my type. Nice and fat with a pleasant face and her lips were plump. Looking at her you would not think she was in anyway sexual. And like a lot of oldies in their early eighties, she wore simple shift dresses that hid their fat bellies.The rain had stopped customers coming and. "Hi cutie!" She said accompanied with a dazzling smile. "You new around here?"I explained about my curiosity regarding the sign and asked about the "Semi-Live Entertainment"."Oh." She said laying her hand across my shoulder and gently massaging the back of my neck. "You're in luck because we're going to break in a new act tonight."As she finished those words I felt a sharp jab at the base of my neck. It wasn't much more than a pinprick and I figured that Prudence had poked me with the stone on. I'd been through it a thousand times. If I was stubborn enough, I could simply stonewall it. I'd done that lot of times, heaven knows. But Jean knows me, and most of the time I wanted to be drawn out. I tried to maneuver it in such a way that the topic was her's, not mine. This, of course, was old stuff, born of a sibling's need for protection from being ratted on. The fact of the matter was that neither Jean nor I had ratted on the other in years. At root, we acted to protect each other."Well,. Duty mast chalne lagi. Isi beech mujhe kisi kaam se karib 1 week ke liye ghar jana pada aur jab mai laut ke aaya to mujhe nahi pata tha ki hamare friends ne room change kar diya hai aur bagal ke room me chale gaye hai. Maine ek jor ki laat gate pe maari aur darwaja khul gaya. Main kya dekhta hu ki andar se ek moti aurat bahar aati hai aur kahti hai ki aap ka room change ho gaya hai. Mai wapas apne room me chala jata hu.Mai ek baat batana bhul gaya kyuki Andhra me daaru ki chhut hai to mai mast.